A squishing sound came from her pussy and cock's intimate encounter. It sounded like a suction being pulled up and being pumped back again or a foot stuck in mud being pulled up and back again. Justin moved his hips in circular movements applying more pressure on Brenda's clitoris. Her clit tingled and sent tiny vibrations of bliss up her spine and into every nerve ending in her body.

"Hmmmmmmm . . . mmmmmmmm . . . ," she mumbled, the black of her eyes disappearing from view. She clutched the ...