Credit for the first two lines of the poem goes to him
Anal Culote. Seven years ago next month and it still brings tears to read it.
. Franklin stepped back, and slowly slid her toy up her thighs until it was mounted right above her wet pussy. I knew I was going to cum and I screamed out
“Mrs
Credit for the first two lines of the poem goes to him
Anal Culote. Seven years ago next month and it still brings tears to read it.
. Franklin stepped back, and slowly slid her toy up her thighs until it was mounted right above her wet pussy. I knew I was going to cum and I screamed out
“Mrs
Credit for the first two lines of the poem goes to him
Anal Culote. Seven years ago next month and it still brings tears to read it.
. Franklin stepped back, and slowly slid her toy up her thighs until it was mounted right above her wet pussy. I knew I was going to cum and I screamed out
“Mrs
