I Have Close Sex With A Boyish Childhood Friend Who Comes To Wake Me Up In The Morning With Her Unprocessed Hairy Pussy Straddling My Face And I Have Close, Hairless, Zero-distance Sex With Her Every Day.

She has a straightforward personality and is usually like a male friend, a tomboyish childhood friend. Unable to resist her unconscious thighs, perky butt, and panty flashes, my sanity collapses in a confined space. Her underwear digs in, and the hair protruding from it is thicker than I imagined. When spread open, a rich smell hits my nose. When I press down in a face-sitting position and greedily lick her with my tongue, she moans with a feminine face. Days of shameful climaxes, fiercely slurping her hairy pussy's clit and twisting my tongue deep inside her vagina.