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Balinca Part 3

Balinca 3

Balinca gets up, all he sees is a pink and black french tip nail come across his face pointing down at the bed.
He says in his french accent sounding like Mr. Elba you want me to sit down here babe.
Balinca places her brown skin long finger over his curvy juicy lips and whispers hush, no talking.
All you see is that thick ummm standing at the tallest height.
Did you make it to Mount Everest he whispers?
Balinca grins than proceeds kissing from his ear to his neck down to his chest.
Licking his nipples with her long soft tongue.
All you hear is his soft moan.
Balinca licks his nipples one more time.
The right nipple is the last lick with a soft bite now licking down to Mr. Upright.
You see the vein on Mr. Upright pulsating.
Slurp, slurp, kiss, slurp, up and down Balinca sucks.
Deep throat one, two, three, four, five, up and down.
Deep throat one more time letting the mouth juice up.
That warm feeling floats down, one more stroke, one more lick she goes for the balls.
Than back up to the tip.
Let that tongue roll around the tip back down caressing that long pulsating vein.
His legs shake after Balinca deep throat once again, back up with the tongue twirling around the tip.
His moans get louder and louder.
He yells I'm about to cum.
Balinca redirects her mouth to open to say naw boy you goin wait long time.
Than she goes down again with her thick lips on Mr. Upright.
Sucks hard than goes up slow.
She can't help herself, she loves his shakes.
He says oh my God, while his whole body shakes.
Balinca continues at an fast pace. Slurp, suck, stroke and back down deep throat.
One, two, three, four, five, six, she counts when to come back up just to play with the tip one more time.
Pulsating, fast and fast oh it's coming he yells.
As Balinca says give it to me all you see is cream flying everywhere.
Moans of relief with the sounds of omg.
She goes in one more time while he is cumming.
He cries for her to stop and he wants to tap out.
Balinca smiles while licking the sweet tasting cream off the tip of Mr. Upright.
He continues to shake and says we need to take a break.

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