“SLAP” I repeated this four or five times, until I could feel warm droplets, obviously her tears, begin running down my thighs. I am probably the closest thing to a nyphomaniac there is. Tube8 But than, after I got married, all that kind of stopped. It was almost dripping when I touched it and I knew I had to do what I had been craving. I made her promise this and I in turn promised her that she was about to experience something unlike anything she had ever felt before. Then I laid her gently back onto the bed, and this time I spread her legs for her.
