安吉丽娜·穆恩收到情人节特别礼物——一篮内衣和玩具——MYLF

Angelina Moon Receives A Special Gift For Valentine’s Day – A Basket Of Lingerie And Toys – MYLF “What?” I asked sleepily. “Such a flatterer.” She ground her crotch into mine again in slow rocking motions and kissed my forehead again. And when the hell was I going to fuck a smile on the stoic beauty peering at us through the doorway to the front of the helicopter? Her eyebrows were drawn together, and her green eyes shined with unshed tears. I watched as she buckled herself in, and then she looked at me, her light gray eyes appraising me as she combed some of her brown hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. I’d also been through emotional hell over the last couple of days. The collar around her neck could have been spotted a mile away. There was no mischievous grin, playful banter, or glint of lust in those eyes as she stared back at me. “I’m sorry.”

“I can’t just wait indefinitely for you, Marcus.”

“I’m not asking you to,” I assured her. Pressing my forehead into hers, I gave her a serious look as I whispered, “Please tell me you’re not joking.”

Keeping her forehead pressed to mine, she slowly shook her head back and forth and giggled, “I am not.”

Our breath mingled as we hovered close to each other, and my lips started to drift toward hers, inevitably drawn by some invisible force. These were lips I could kiss.