Chapter 893 Crazy Anals In Cabo:>>Ep7

• "Don't take your eyes off mine," he instructed me in a low voice.
• I obediently kept my gaze fixed on his, my small hands gripping his muscular thighs, hanging onto him. I loved seeing the look of lust in his eyes while he used my mouth, moving back and forth past my wet lips. I could feel his delicious pre-cum mixing with my saliva running down my chin, as I gasped and panted around each well-timed thrust. I was unabashed and uninhibited. It was a moment to submit to my dirtiest fantasies without thinking about anything beyond those delicious hours, frozen in time, in that hotel room in Cabo.
• "That's it, you're doing well. I think you like my dick in your mouth, don't you?" he said, not pausing, as he continued to fuck my face with rhythmic thrusts.