Like a dog with ice-cream I tore into her with my tongue
. I moved in and out of her cunt with so much ease from her newly stretched hole and the extra lube that was left over from his dump. He's a sweet old man
. . I was so wrong to be afraid of my body's desires, to run from sapphic delights
Like a dog with ice-cream I tore into her with my tongue
. I moved in and out of her cunt with so much ease from her newly stretched hole and the extra lube that was left over from his dump. He's a sweet old man
. . I was so wrong to be afraid of my body's desires, to run from sapphic delights
Like a dog with ice-cream I tore into her with my tongue
. I moved in and out of her cunt with so much ease from her newly stretched hole and the extra lube that was left over from his dump. He's a sweet old man
. . I was so wrong to be afraid of my body's desires, to run from sapphic delights
Angel Kelly Frank James 1987