I meet my mistress for 2 hours from the end of work to the last train. In those two hours, I immerse myself in the world of sensuality. A bell-shaped breast with firmness. Plump, soft and elastic buttocks. A lump of eros that smells from all of your body. In the restricted time, her libido is released, and when she kisses her tongue, she licks her lovably staring cock and invites her to a honey pot that drips with love. Forget the embarrassment and taste the obscene sexual intercourse that is too vulgar 2 hours until the long and short last train.
