Chapter 1221

• The last few thrusts in my quivering snatch, milking every last drop of his potent semen stopped, ending the chaotic finale of the lovers tango.
• ...........
• As Chase and I were coming down the stairs, he, fixing up his military uniform, the top items of clothing, still advertising the sweat built up during our hectic session, and me, pulling my pantyhose up over my waist and buttoning my dress, we see my other two participants.