Sold-Out Chili Pepper Man

“So? Worth having a second time?” Hango looked at Joa, who had reached back and was casually playing with his cock. He’d only squeezed it a couple of times, but it was already fully hard, showing off its size. “Honestly… I was a bit disappointed back then.” “What?” “When we did it in the car. It was too cramped, so I couldn’t really bury it properly inside you.” Then he grabbed Joa by the waist and pulled her straight toward him. He took hold of the back of her knees and spread her legs apart. Lowering his head quickly, he pressed his nose against her sex and inhaled deeply. “Your insides were so tight… I really wanted to taste you, but I couldn’t back then.” “Mm—” He rubbed his cheek along her pale thigh before opening his mouth wide and biting down on her soft skin.