Candy Cane

He was just too heavy and did not budge. The sleeves were just a bit too long as she could only barely get her fingers halfway through the cuffs once her arms were fully straightened, and the bottom of the hoodie ended at the level of her upper thighs, just barely concealing her panty-clad slit. All at once, a rush of thick, hot ejaculate was expelled from the head of Max’s penis into Amy’s tight esophageal canal. The shorts left about 2/3 of her thigh uncovered, which Amy thought might be a tad too short. Amy was always surprised how every time Max greeted her, it was as if she had been gone for days. Opening the cabinet, she spied the old bag of dog food her mother had told her about. However, the primitive instincts that had informed Max’s decision to fully penetrate his young mate’s mouth were still at work, and he subsequently pulled his haunches back, retracting his phallus from within Amy’s throat