So she turned over, got on all fours, and let me give it to her doggy style. She immediately looked up and spotted my position
. . Where could she put it? The memory of his request, his demand, hit her
. She reached up to delicately press her fingertips against the cum on her face. “Much,” I agreed
I stopped in mid stroke.
Read more Shakia ground her soaking cunt against his wagging tongue, digging her nails hard into his pecks. Definitely some electro treatment: perhaps they would test just how much of it he could endure
. He was morbidly fascinated… no; obsessed… with the ruination of anything sexually different between the two of them
So she turned over, got on all fours, and let me give it to her doggy style. She immediately looked up and spotted my position
. . Where could she put it? The memory of his request, his demand, hit her
. She reached up to delicately press her fingertips against the cum on her face. “Much,” I agreed
I stopped in mid stroke.
Read more Shakia ground her soaking cunt against his wagging tongue, digging her nails hard into his pecks. Definitely some electro treatment: perhaps they would test just how much of it he could endure
. He was morbidly fascinated… no; obsessed… with the ruination of anything sexually different between the two of them
So she turned over, got on all fours, and let me give it to her doggy style. She immediately looked up and spotted my position
. . Where could she put it? The memory of his request, his demand, hit her
. She reached up to delicately press her fingertips against the cum on her face. “Much,” I agreed
I stopped in mid stroke.
Read more Shakia ground her soaking cunt against his wagging tongue, digging her nails hard into his pecks. Definitely some electro treatment: perhaps they would test just how much of it he could endure
. He was morbidly fascinated… no; obsessed… with the ruination of anything sexually different between the two of them
