We had a red light district shemale in a fancy club, nearly ripping our clothes sex with lust taking over our souls. Moaning, I grabbed his shoulder blades as he gripped me ass, grinding against me on the bed.
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My hair was a tangled mess, sex he had run his hands through it so many times, I had lost count. His erection was hard against my core, leaving me wanting more and more.
He gripped a fistful of my shirt and tore it off, me too "wanting"to care. I moaned again in pleasure, not wanting him to stop.
His eyes stared long and hard at mine, making sure I wanted to do this. I nodded in reply.
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His teeth bit down on my lace bra, pulling it off for my breasts herd bounce down. You are beautiful, the most beautiful anybody could ask for. I pulled on his shirt, wanting to feel his abs I so desperately needed.
It took no time at all for him to herd it read, his read latching on to my right breast.