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165: Patience
Leila only gave Kelvin a few seconds to change his mind. Not that she wanted him to refuse but when he remained still, she turned her back to him. She was about to try something different. A method Freya joked about. Their friendship was the wildest and realest. They could talk about everything and nothing.
“What are you doing?” Kelvin asked.
Leila threw her confused husband a seductive look over her shoulder and winked. “You’ll see, baby. Patience.”
He was as perplexed as she had been when Freya asked if she had ever done the reverse cowgirl style. They explored a lot but Kelvin would never let her go past her comfort zone. Leila spread her ass and allowed his cock tease her hole without penetrating.
It felt good. Too good.
Placing both hands on Kelvin’s knees, she lifted herself up in the air and lowered her pussy onto his dick. Pleasure erupted inside her. Tingles shot through eve
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