wah bro u sure seem to know the right fuck position to get to the mms g-spot!!
...no doubt tiring but fm my experience even those play hard to get type mms usually end up letting themselves go n enjoy
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in fact i hv found a variation to this fuck position may work even better on the mm becuz more relaxing for them...place the mm on the side edge of the bed, pillow(s) on their ass to raise the level of their pussy...get the mm to spread her legs wide n let her relax her legs on the floor instead of lying on the bed...then thrust her standing r kneeling wif a pillow on the floor for yr knee comfort...the thrust effect shall probably get to the mm's g-spot n do it real slow then fast n then slow again until the mm begs n moans for a fast thrust until she cums...damn bloody shiok to the c the mms looks n hear her moans when doing this
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Originally Posted by Chupachups
[Then she pulled me up and said it was my turn to 'work'... we adopted missionary position. I decided to take both pillows and propped her ass on to the 2 pillows so that her ass is lifted up in missionary, i was on my knees like going to do a doggy and plunged deep into her as i spread her legs wide, she initially cringed as i was going in deep, but started to enjoy it. I leaned forward and placed my wrists above her shoulders so that i every pump i did, did not push her forward, ensuring i would plunge deep every timing. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and also gripping me at every plunge i did. Now, what pissed me off was when she didn't allow me to suck on her nipples... it got annoying and disrupted the moment as she pushed my face away. Anyway, i made me pissed and i decided to 'punish' her. While she continue to lay int he same position with her ass raised on 2 pillows, i stood in 'horse-like-stance' and using my hands, i pulled her thighs upwards as her ankles rested on my shoulders. This put her in a position that was nearly 50 degrees, with her wet pussy spread wide as i impaled her like i was drilling for oil. She kept grabbing the sides of the bed with a face that cringed in agony and pleasure. I could no longer sustain the thrusting as it was tiring. .
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