"Mmmm, my wife's little pussy is so tight ... it's biting me so good."
Michael stiffened his rod with difficulty.
"Isn't it, how come it won't even fuck loose?"
Nancy hadn't quite got used to it yet, and Michael streamed his rod up and started a fast rhythm.
He pushed up and down, each thrust seeming like it was about to run her pussy through and through, ample and strong, the hot dragon churning the soft centre of the flower.
"Ahh ..."
Nancy couldn't help but moan along with the rhythm, she felt like she was about to be pushed off the edge of the bed and couldn't help but reach out and wrap her arms around Michael's neck.
Michael fucked her for a while, sitting up with her in his arms, sitting her whole body on his cock.
The meat poofed out and the whole thing was swallowed into Nancy's pussy.
Nancy couldn't help but squeal and bite her lip as she was completely stuffed.
"Hubby ..."
"Little slut."
