Full Reviews: SOLO SYDNEY shy of your peak I withdraw and slide up your body barely brushing your opening with my manhood. Looking into your eyes I see the wild driving need for release and I move my hips forward swiftly sliding into you in a rush. You are slippery and wet with desire yet still grip me with tightly clenched muscles. A scream rises from your throat but is sucked inward with your sharp intake of breath as you feel completely filled. your throat and chest turn red with the desire that fills you and your toes curl as I vary my strokes. Keeping you on the edge I feel you thrusting beneath me trying to control the rhythm and take even more.