Her finger tasted like her pussy, and I wasn’t complaining. Pornhat And Fred never had to ask where or when to shoot his load. I was being smart. The director, Rod Sterling, wanted her face lit, and I was behind. (PM me for questions, this is part of a much larger work) Read 20871 times |
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Please login or register to rate this story Hard. And that surprised me. Art was for those people who couldn’t dig ditches or light sweaty fucking people. And maybe not exactly saying. And gasses. She wasn’t even in the same country.
