Can’t Wait For You To Pound Me Hard

He nonchalantly reached over and grabbed the canister, which later I learned was filled with oil made from animal fat. That was the first and last time I heard him talk, but I didn’t need him to talk. XXX He kneeled behind me and I felt his big fingers between my ass cheeks. Then I spotted his small camp and his cabin made of lumber. Still silent till the very end, he let out a low guttural grunt and a few gasps of sexual relief then I felt his cock expand then contract as the flood of his hot seed filled my bowels. Read 47670 times |
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