I kept sliding my tongue on her slippery slit over and over and over . Her hand moved back to the top of her mound. I have since wished to have been frozen in that moment of heat – me wanting her so much, her giving herself to me so willingly . . Which was barely more than an inch back of the crowning head
I kept sliding my tongue on her slippery slit over and over and over . Her hand moved back to the top of her mound. I have since wished to have been frozen in that moment of heat – me wanting her so much, her giving herself to me so willingly . . Which was barely more than an inch back of the crowning head
I kept sliding my tongue on her slippery slit over and over and over . Her hand moved back to the top of her mound. I have since wished to have been frozen in that moment of heat – me wanting her so much, her giving herself to me so willingly . . Which was barely more than an inch back of the crowning head
This One's for the Neighbors