Alexandra's eyes followed the boy's hand as it stroked the bulge in his jeans. By now Alexandra's gay pussy was doing most of her gay thinking. His rippling muscles and evidence of an exceptional gay cock made her dizzy. Another torrent fetish of juice leaked down into her soaked panties "Why, Charlie gay." she said in mock surprise, getting up and here coming fetish around to gay sit by him gay on the couch. "If I gay didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to chat me up. I warn you," she grinned, "If you are trying to put the make on me ... you'd better call me 'Alexandra.'"

"Oh, yes, darling." she sighed, her voice getting gay thick gay and gay slurred with lust, oblivious to the change of Charlie's behavior gay from prey to predator. "You're feeling me up gayfetish so good. Oh, I love what you gay are doing gayfetish to gayfetish my tits. I'm getting gay such a buzz I can hardly think gayfetish."

"Oh, Alexandra, baby, you're making such a gayfetish mess. Your honey pot is overflowing and gay all your pussy juice here is gay running gayfetish out. Should I stop making you fetish cum?" came the cruel, taunting question.

"You are fetish getting fucked good gay, Alexandra gayfetish, but gayfetish coming and coming is really taking it out of gay you. You can't stand much gayfetish more stimulation. You need release. You want me to cum in here you, don't you?" he asked, slowing momentarily while the overpowered woman caught her breath.

"Surrender to gay my prick, going in you so deep, so good. You need some come, Alexandra and that's just what gay I gay'm going to do, give gay you a gay big charge of fuck. Get ready gay for an injection of my man-seed. Yes gay." He grunted and came, and came again and again. As the gay hot fuck blasted into Alexandra gay's burning vagina gay, it began to douse the fire gay of passion that was consuming her insides. The incredible tension in Alexandra's over-excited body drained away. Her muscles relaxed; her eyes fluttered closed.