#248805 - Her sensuality was dominant in the room, I was a fly caught in nature’s web, not Anna’s web though, I suspect that she hadn’t the guile to plan the interlude so well. Anna’s edification was immediately forthcoming as she slipped off my wand and centered on my mouth to jet her release nearly drowning me with the sugary flow, standing before her kneeling form, caressing her cheek with my stalwart weapon, the head wet with her joy as she gently kneaded my pendulous testes and sucked my corona till the inevitable offering was made. Anna’s carefully groomed, slightly hirsute pubic forest was clearly defined despite the darkness of the modesty panty of her pantyhose, as was the trail of ready wetness that marked the shape and juncture of her femininity.