The Coming of age of a Wench

Of course, the same goes to Paul. He too could not stop from groaning and moving his hips as well as his thing enjoyed the tightness of the other party's pleasure hole. It was a mystery, but the teen girl under him was giving him so much pleasure than any other woman he had sex with before. He kissed her opened mouth and slid his tongue inside. She whimpered but eventually let him do as he pleases. For Agatha, it was a dizzying experience. And his thing was still caressing her insides.

After the kiss ended, he panted, "... I'm cumming."

"Ah, Ah! I-I am feeling weird too!" With her eyes closed, she moaned intensely and made her fingernails leave mark on his sweaty back.

When Paul once again captured her lips, that was also when she climaxed. At the same time, his warm sperm flooded inside her. She arched her body more as the monster buried insider her continued shooting out hot stuff that rushed into her womb.

It was merely the beginning. She was still pan