I came harder than I ever had in all the years of playing with my snatch. Mature sex He continued to pump into my now deflowered pussy even as I fought to keep myself from collapsing. Looking back on it now, I can’t remember the first time I pleasured myself , or how I came to know that if I touched my little button it would feel good. He continued to pump into my now deflowered pussy even as I fought to keep myself from collapsing. No way I was going to ask him to take it out. I had never felt more beautiful than I did getting pounded up against a wall while everyone else was either in class or chatting over lunch.
