Jeri
Jeri grunted as she squatted further down. Her cunt was being spread much more than it had ever been.
Her wet pussy pressed against my face. Jeri held me down with her strong thighs. My tongue darted into her pink tunnel. I ate her out feverishly at her command. Her long, curly red hair fell over her large alabaster breasts. Her long, wild red bush tickled my nose. Jeri ground her pussy up and down my face. She screamed, and her nectar flooded my face. Jeri was a twenty-seven-year-old married woman. She and her husband, R...