Finally the song was over and the girls stood up, completely soaked to the skin and reeking of liquid waste
. And when it’s done,
we’ll have more fun. Carla’s anal ring puckered and flared with each movement and she screamed gutturally as her asshole was abused
. . Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Finally the song was over and the girls stood up, completely soaked to the skin and reeking of liquid waste
. And when it’s done,
we’ll have more fun. Carla’s anal ring puckered and flared with each movement and she screamed gutturally as her asshole was abused
. . Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Finally the song was over and the girls stood up, completely soaked to the skin and reeking of liquid waste
. And when it’s done,
we’ll have more fun. Carla’s anal ring puckered and flared with each movement and she screamed gutturally as her asshole was abused
. . Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don't think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again
02-12-10
Maitresse Madeline Marlowe & Will Havoc in A Devoted Man: Real Love, Real Consent, Real Kink - DivineBitches