I roll back toward William
. I wipe the mascara smudges from under my eyes and take my disheveled hair out of my standard, work-day ponytail.
. I see Brutus sitting there quieting waiting. Linda’s legs go wild with every stroke of Brutus’ tongue, stroking her pussy with its rough, tough surface
I roll back toward William
. I wipe the mascara smudges from under my eyes and take my disheveled hair out of my standard, work-day ponytail.
. I see Brutus sitting there quieting waiting. Linda’s legs go wild with every stroke of Brutus’ tongue, stroking her pussy with its rough, tough surface
I roll back toward William
. I wipe the mascara smudges from under my eyes and take my disheveled hair out of my standard, work-day ponytail.
. I see Brutus sitting there quieting waiting. Linda’s legs go wild with every stroke of Brutus’ tongue, stroking her pussy with its rough, tough surface
