Italy, Paris, Rome, London, anywhere she could think of. Xnxx “9:00, why is something wrong?”
“Shit, shit, shit! When the tip of his thick cock hit her g-spot, Karson lost all sense of time, screaming out incoherently as her pussy gripped him, milking his cock as she jerked around, her back arching. From the large bed, adorned with black silk sheets, to the red grand piano and wall of one way tinted windows on the far wall. They were a match made in hell, and he loved it. ïŠ Read 11706 times |
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Sighing, she splayed her hands on his chest, feeling every hard muscle and crevice even beneath the clothing he had on, her lips quickly becoming overpowered by his. She had been so close then he pulled away and she could see him smirking in the moonlit room. His eyes harden in the slightest, the deep churning green turning stony and glinting with the obviously accepted challenge, and in one fluid motion he flipped her over on her back, shoving her knees underneath her so that her tight little backside was in the air.
