Her tongue slid over the underside of my dick, pushing the soft stretch of skin up and down
. .
. The innocence with which she looked at me, combined with the smile of anticipation at the wickedness to follow made a potent mixture. The fabric of her white lacy bra was soft to my touch, her breasts firm beneath it
Her tongue slid over the underside of my dick, pushing the soft stretch of skin up and down
. .
. The innocence with which she looked at me, combined with the smile of anticipation at the wickedness to follow made a potent mixture. The fabric of her white lacy bra was soft to my touch, her breasts firm beneath it
Her tongue slid over the underside of my dick, pushing the soft stretch of skin up and down
. .
. The innocence with which she looked at me, combined with the smile of anticipation at the wickedness to follow made a potent mixture. The fabric of her white lacy bra was soft to my touch, her breasts firm beneath it
