Missionary fuck

Her soft brown eyes were gorgeous, and she had long lashes complimenting them. Her skin was perfectly tan, and her black lace bra and matching panties looked sexy against it. She had big tits, and a flat stomach. Her navel was toned, and so were her thighs. She was a welcomed sight after the last girl. However, I noticed her face looked pained. She seemed irritated and uncomfortable. I Retro lady missionary pose fuck figured it was because of the smell in here. But I realized what was going on when she took off her panties. There was a string hanging Just an everyday regular missionary fuck of her c out of her perfect pussy. I watched her bow her legs, and slowly pull the tampon out of her shaven snatch. The tampon was soaked in her blood, missonary pov and she discarded it somewhere before turning around to use me. I watched her thick, blemishless ass cheeks fall on each side of my face, squeezing my chin as she put her pussy on my mouth. The moment quickly turned sour when I smelled her pussy. I heard that periods can make your pussy smell, but I had no idea. IT was extremely pungent. I silently gagged on the smell, which was violently attacking my senses. As she sat on my mouth, I felt a drip of what I thought was pee. However, it was far too metallic and thick to be pee. This girl was bleeding in my mouth. I cringed so hard that I felt dizzy, and my cheeks burned red from the humiliation. I was drinking this beautiful girl's blood out of her nasty pussy, and there was Blonde missionary hardcore Mormon Missionary heels nothing I could do about it. After a few minutes, she started to pee. It was a welcomed way to wash out the blood pooled inside my mouth. I swallowed her pee with ease, grateful to be done drinking her blood. When she was done peeing, I hesitantly licked her pussy clean. The second I put my tongue on her pussy, the foul taste shocked my body. It was so strong, like the usual taste of vagina had been fermented for years. I felt flakes of dry blood melt into my mouth from licking them. To make matters worse, I brushed her clit with my tongue, and she let out a small moan. I could feel her getting wet, and start to slowly grind on my face. I knew what I had to do. I started circling her clit with my tongue. "mmh yesss..." she whispered as I increased my speed and pressure on her clit. Her pussy juices mixed with her blood and dripped into my mouth. The syrupy mix tasted like musky metal, and it oozed down my throat with each swallow. Abruptly, she moved herself forward so her asshole was pressed against my mouth. When Molly went back inside, Susan and I had a finger sandwich each and then sat back to enjoy the sun. I motioned for her to step inside, but she remained almost at attention on the small concrete stoop Just an everyday regular missionary fuck of her c outside my front door. You shouldn't be out working in this heat!" “I’m going to miss Blonde missionary hardcore heels you too, but not that fucking rock.” "Heard you guys are playing on Saturday night?" Mormon Missionary one of them asked. She felt as if she had experienced everything. “Are Retro lady missionary pose fuck you sure, Ko? Neither does it give sorcerers free reign to use their sorcery as missonary pov they please. "Go on…" And I imagined fingering her in her sleep that morning in the bunk bed. He sighed, slowly caressing my calve with his foot.