"Easy there tiger" Peony said smiling. She laid Stark on the bed, she placed herself so her big beautiful tits would be reached by Stark's mouth easily. And Stark didn't need any further notice and started licking, biting, mouthing her breast, while she was grinding against his throbbing erection. They both moaned in arrousal and pleasure. Peony started taking out the boutons of Stark's shirt, Stark bend so he could take off his shirt. She went down, licking his neck, sucking on his nipple, and kissing his chest until she reached his waistband.
"Take off your pants" he said panting "take it off now want to see you naked, please Peony please" She didn't more supplication, she stood up and took off her pants and her purple thong. Stark got out of the bed and came close to her. First, he looked at her. Her alabaster skin glowing her supple, firm and beautiful breast, her waist, her legs. He came closer and closer, his mouth reached her ears and he started breathing hard there. Peony's eyes flutterd and she felt his hand going all over her, touching her, skimming as if trying to leave an imprint on her. On her volition, her hand went down to Stark's waistband, and she unbutton his jeans and tried to get them down. Stark stopped touching in order to take off his jeans and his boxer. He stood there, skin flushed, his cock resting on his belly. And without further ado, Peony reached there and start stroking it. Stark's eyes flutterd and his breathing became harsh and his hands went down to her wet opening.
Peony started taking out the boutons of Stark's shirt, Stark bend so he could take off his shirt. She went down, licking his neck, sucking on his nipple, and kissing his chest until she reached his waistband.
"Take off your pants" he said panting "take it off now want to see you naked, please Peony please" She didn't more supplication, she stood up and took off her pants and her purple thong. Stark got out of the bed and came close to her. First, he looked at her. Her alabaster skin glowing her supple, firm and beautiful breast, her waist, her legs. He came closer and closer, his mouth reached her ears and he started breathing hard there. Peony's eyes flutterd and she felt his hand going all over her, touching her, skimming as if trying to leave an imprint on her. On her volition, her hand went down to Stark's waistband, and she unbutton his jeans and tried to get them down. Stark stopped touching in order to take off his jeans and his boxer. He stood there, skin flushed, his cock resting on his belly. And without further ado, Peony reached there and start stroking it. Stark's eyes flutterd and his breathing became harsh and his hands went down to her wet opening.
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