chapter 39-come in

Lynn's POV

At this moment, marilyn like a lazy pestering cat, soft upturned buttocks pressed my hard hot sex, teeth biting on my protruding throat knots, warm soft lips cover up, not light and heavy to contain sucking pursing.

From time to time, the teeth forcefully closed, but also in my neck to leave a few conspicuous small teeth marks.

I held up a hand, a little nervous to hold the soft waist in front of me, I have a wide palm, finger bones long and slender, a palm is enough to measure marilyn's waist, and still have more than enough.

My other hand was pressed by marilyn on her soft arched buttocks, half did not dare to move.

Delicate strands of hair brushed my neck and collarbone, I held my breath and slowly exhaled another mouthful of hot, cloudy air, suppressed my mind and reminded, "sis-, this is in a car ..."