Silky ropes, bedpost fun
Blinded, bounded, and just begun
Teasing kisses, soft distress
Brushing heat, my warm caress
Dribbled liquids, syrup stun
Rubbing tasting, all stress undone
Legs throb, squirming hips
Melted beneath, honeyed wet lips
Creamed before, happy joy
Slipping, thrusting, sliding toy
Rolling pounding, soul felt grind
To true self, once more remind
Wetness flows, cannot hide
Shatter patterns, and willful pride
Bucking out, screaming exalt
Beauties cry, loves patient assault
. .
. . “Well, yeah, but it was an accident!” Samantha cried, defending herself, “At first anyway
She Loves The Belt, I Love Using It
Silky ropes, bedpost fun
Blinded, bounded, and just begun
Teasing kisses, soft distress
Brushing heat, my warm caress
Dribbled liquids, syrup stun
Rubbing tasting, all stress undone
Legs throb, squirming hips
Melted beneath, honeyed wet lips
Creamed before, happy joy
Slipping, thrusting, sliding toy
Rolling pounding, soul felt grind
To true self, once more remind
Wetness flows, cannot hide
Shatter patterns, and willful pride
Bucking out, screaming exalt
Beauties cry, loves patient assault
. .
. . “Well, yeah, but it was an accident!” Samantha cried, defending herself, “At first anyway
She Loves The Belt, I Love Using It
Julie was anticipating some steaming hot girl sex with her daughter, while she schemed a way to get back at her lying husband. She had another orgasm seeing her father’s big, shining cock, while her mother sucked the juices off of it
I sucked in my breath, maybe it wasn't worth it. My pussy is wet
. I've never had a problem with not having lube
X.futahentai.net ” I say as I help her up and hand her bag, I get back into my truck and then slowly drive off watching her in the mirror while she walks off down the hill
Silky ropes, bedpost fun
Blinded, bounded, and just begun
Teasing kisses, soft distress
Brushing heat, my warm caress
Dribbled liquids, syrup stun
Rubbing tasting, all stress undone
Legs throb, squirming hips
Melted beneath, honeyed wet lips
Creamed before, happy joy
Slipping, thrusting, sliding toy
Rolling pounding, soul felt grind
To true self, once more remind
Wetness flows, cannot hide
Shatter patterns, and willful pride
Bucking out, screaming exalt
Beauties cry, loves patient assault
. .
. . “Well, yeah, but it was an accident!” Samantha cried, defending herself, “At first anyway
She Loves The Belt, I Love Using It
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She Loves The Belt, I Love Using It