Masturbating With Brinjal Live (part-1)

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Palm up, I curved my fingers into the bundle of nerves on her anterior vaginal wall, and began to stroke her to release.“Cootchie-Coo!” I murmured into her sex. “Cootchie -Coo!”After years of marriage, I knew her triggers. It was about to pay off in a big way. She exploded, fingers taut against my scalp, legs outstretched, pelvis rocking staccato like against me. She groaned, and moaned, and vibrated as if she were a bowstring, releasing her arrows of climax straight to my cock. Relentlessly, I lapped at her pearl, fingered her cous-cous, and generally did my persistent best to drive her insane. She clutched, she twitched, she rubbed her drooling sex all over my face. I was going for the double play, and she was running right into it.I chased her climax, taking the long way around, until she gave a final jerk, pushing me away from her oily embrace.I low crawled my way up until we were again eye to eye. I watched her heaving chest (and the entertaining things happening to her. She tugged on the bikini tie, sloooowly, while watching my reaction. I tried to look bored, but my eyes were glued to the string unravelling. When I did, Debra lifted her hips and I slid down her bottoms, revealing her beautiful pussy. There was only a small patch of hair left, just above her clit. The rest of her pussy had been shaved clean, except for a small bit near her anus. I looked up and smiled at her. "You're beautiful." I said softly. Debra smiled, adjusting her legs to be comfortable. Kay looked on while I placed a warm washcloth over Debra's mons. The pan of water I had was just a bit too warm, so I picked up the scissors, a small pair, and put bandage tape over the sharp tips. "I don't want to nick you, even by accident." I said quietly. Debra nodded. "You'd better not!" Her smile told me that she was both nervous and serious. To calm her I slid my hand lightly from her knee to mid thigh, pressing her leg outward. She resisted not at all, baring.
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