Bump and Grind

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With the pan seat pushed back on the vintage tractor. With my girlfriend sat on my lap, she bounced with each bump we hit.

She was rather cheeky and hadn’t worn any panties, and I could tell. With the moisture that seeped through, my cock hardened from a few naughty thoughts.

She noticed and glanced back, giving a slutty look as she bit her lower lip. Her hand slipped between her legs and undid my flies; she guided my cock into her pussy. She bounced, whenever we hit a rut.

 

 

 

Published 5 years ago

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