She completed his explorations by bending down further and spreading her legs to get her balance right in front of him. She lowered herself on to me and slid her pussy. Her knees were astraddle my hips, her enlarged pussy lips hanging over my cock. “I love it,” Betty whispered, straddling my six foot four inch frame. Betty took my hand in hers and led me down the hallway to the master bedroom. “I’d rather you do it,” she said, hopping off the kitchen counter. I grabbed my cell phone and quickly snapped a few photos. “I don’t photograph very well,” Betty replied. She smiled as I worked my finger back and forth, gently pressing against her clit. Betty hopped on to the kitchen counter and spread her legs. “I plan on getting them both done,” she remarked. She had one nipple piecing, which I found intriguing.
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