Madamfox takes pleasure in fucking her man.

Perhaps he thought he was done after cumming her panties. But she wasn't.

He was lying down on the bed right underneath her with a gentle push. He reached for her hips with his hands and she smiled at him.

His cum was so warm and amazing on her panties. He let her touch his palm with his other hand, and he slid his hand over his.

His cum made it easy for her to move slowly and she enjoyed how smooth the motions were. His big dick, half-hard, was already in recovery and was almost ready to meet her.

His free hand was used to massage her boobs. He stimulated her nipples by pinching and caring alternately, making her moan. This was something he'd done all his life.

She leaned down to kiss him and enjoyed the sounds he made. She refused to allow him to rub her dick against herself.

She savoured his chest with patience and skill by slipping light bites and kisses. His sides were sometimes left with red marks by her long nails as she caressed them.

He made a lot of sounds that she liked.

He groaned as he grabbed her hair and kissed his hard-on. His belly licked her tongue. Her head darted lower.

She carefully placed one of his balls in her mouth.

She made sure her tongue was covered and she sucked gently. His dick was covered in drops of cum. She closed her fist and moved up and downward.

He was always at her side.

With a soft pop, she let go of his balls and pulled her wet pantyhose down. She sat next to him and massaged his erection.

She debated whether to let him fuck it.

He looked like he was in a state of confusion, but he wasn't letting on that he didn't want to do any harm. She loved to hold off on his orgasm as long as possible.

His cock was still warm and cosy against her cunt. Her swollen clit was touching his skin and she moved a little faster.

MadamFox wanted him to ride

He made a bold choice and let out a moan. He moved quickly and began touching her clit, amazed by her reaction.

She was too excited to worry about his discipline.

Normally, she would have punished her husband for it.

She teased him, and let him push her in her pussy if his touch was not enough.

He was too horny and she began to moan when he shoved her hips and completely buried herself.

It felt so good. He rode her hard, following her desire, her whole body shaking with need and desire.

His hands licked every bit of skin that he could, making his dick feel incredibly hot.

He was the first to arrive, and he couldn't stop spilling into her pussy. She groaned, frustrated.

Instead of feeling embarrassed, he smiled at her and pushed her hips towards him.

He loved to taste her.

He made her sit down on his stomach, replacing the dick's words just a moment ago. She wrapped her fingers around his hair, and she felt her sexual desire grow once again.

He gently pressed her hips above his mouth and his tongue explored her like nothing before.

He kissed, licked and sucked every nerve ending, leaving her speechless.

She was soon panting and whining her name, as needy as ever.

She cried out after her first orgasm, with her back arching and her eyes rolling back. He didn't waste time and used his fingers to penetrate her before he could recover.

He turned them and her back touched the mattress. His fingers were quick and he hit her g-spot every single time.

His intense gaze and smirk fueled a second orgasm that began to grow within her.

She kept a steady, intense pace and moved along. Both enjoyed messy sex that left their sheets stained and hair messy.

He began to whisper filthy words into her ear, then switched to giving her light bites. His lips were closed around one of them, and his tongue was flickering at the tip.

She was a sucker for the little pleasures of sexual arousal, which seemed to be right at her pussy.

His thumb touched her clit, and she gasped as he brushed it over.

While she shivered at the skill of his hand, her lover left a trail of wet kisses on her neck and shoulders.

It was the most intense sex she had ever experienced in a while.

She was unable to stop thinking about how she could punish him for his cumming. He was just too charming to be bothered about it.

The orgasm would only get more intense if he let her ride on his hand. She was on top in a matter of seconds, rubbing her clit against the palm of his hand, and letting his fingers reach into her pussy.

She felt completely breathless as he directed her movements. He was still licking her lips, his mouth still swollen from her pussy.

He was the worst thing she could think of.

He had maintained a steady rhythm so far. But when he started moving faster, she lost it. She felt her knees shake and braced against his chest. Her swollen legs shook and she tried to find support. He was the only one that could make her feel so good.

She squirted all across his body when she had her orgasm. He laughed when he saw her orgasm and she stopped breathing.

It was her longest and best orgasm.

She stood up as soon as her mental faculties were restored. He was still recovering... She needed to shower.

"Wanna join us in the bathroom?" she asked, moving steadily despite feeling like her knees were jelly.

He was right in front of her, and she didn't have to look around.

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