Typhoon Day Essays

I feel a little cold hand playing with the eggs, slowly sliding up from the bottom, drawing circles on the glans of my meat sticks. After such teasing, my meat stick has already awakened, but my brain is still drowsy and sleepy, so I have to let my girlfriend play. Slowly, the meat stick was encircled by my girlfriend’s index finger and thumb, and moved up and down slowly. The pleasure from my thighs made me open my legs naturally. My girlfriend took off my underwear and slowly covered my penis. After a period of time, the pleasure gradually increased, and the meat stick expanded to the extreme.