I pressed my small breasts into his back, hugging him, my face rubbing between his shoulder blades
. I felt it myself every day, the hole the fire left in my life. I tightened my coils again
. . Her pussy resisting each thrust, clamping down in a vain attempt at stopping each subsequent penile impalement
Getting It Rough
I pressed my small breasts into his back, hugging him, my face rubbing between his shoulder blades
. I felt it myself every day, the hole the fire left in my life. I tightened my coils again
. . Her pussy resisting each thrust, clamping down in a vain attempt at stopping each subsequent penile impalement
Getting It Rough
"Suck on it. "
I knew she was flooded with desire, desperate to cum, and in that ridiculous place of need that encompasses all else
“Sit on the couch, I want to ride your cock until I cum all over it. ”
James held back a sigh, thinking she was going to stop sex from happening
. Her years of yoga and cardio workouts had toned her upper body, giving her a tightness he couldn’t describe
“Have you decided to take up polo?”
“Do you know the history of the game of polo and where it was invented?”
“No, not really
I pressed my small breasts into his back, hugging him, my face rubbing between his shoulder blades
. I felt it myself every day, the hole the fire left in my life. I tightened my coils again
. . Her pussy resisting each thrust, clamping down in a vain attempt at stopping each subsequent penile impalement
Getting It Rough
Getting It Rough