Taylor Leigh’s Curves Command the Ride

That made perfect sense. This time it was less a compliment. Porn I felt my mind tighten as an image, a fucking vivid image of being helpless before the wolf, came to me. Actually felt her throat move beneath the cartilage I was squeezing. E.G. Fuck, I was royally pissed off. Her breathing jumpstarted, and I nearly shat myself—which wasn’t hard, considering how loose I was back there at the moment. Maybe that didn’t come from her breath. “Come on, Gail. I understood that angle better than they did and didn’t mind sharing the power once in a while so they could indulge. Fuck, I was royally pissed off. I didn’t want her happy! “Did you get it out of you, Gail? I felt myself bottom out in her, the tip of my dick hitting firm tissue that wouldn’t give anymore.