His large stone head was thrown back to the sky in rapture; a stone woman was at his feet, her ass high in the air, her lips eternally circling the head of his cock. The front of the whore house was littered with stone statues; exquisitely carved women with round asses, full breasts and open mouths were crowded around a grotesque rendering of Hades, Greek God of the Underworld
. He pressed his chest against her, and the welts from her beating burned and ached, but it didn't matter.
Click here . She then stands up, slides her leggings down her legs so they drop to the floor, then turns around and leans on my working table, as she gazes back at me over her shoulder. This feels as if this is would surely be the height of my ecstasy, but then she reaches out her tongue to flick against my balls
At first we didn’t really speak much.
“Don’t stop. I pull away from him and look into his eyes as I cum again
. I can feel the nakedness of my body, nothing is covering me
His large stone head was thrown back to the sky in rapture; a stone woman was at his feet, her ass high in the air, her lips eternally circling the head of his cock. The front of the whore house was littered with stone statues; exquisitely carved women with round asses, full breasts and open mouths were crowded around a grotesque rendering of Hades, Greek God of the Underworld
. He pressed his chest against her, and the welts from her beating burned and ached, but it didn't matter.
Click here . She then stands up, slides her leggings down her legs so they drop to the floor, then turns around and leans on my working table, as she gazes back at me over her shoulder. This feels as if this is would surely be the height of my ecstasy, but then she reaches out her tongue to flick against my balls
At first we didn’t really speak much.
“Don’t stop. I pull away from him and look into his eyes as I cum again
. I can feel the nakedness of my body, nothing is covering me
His large stone head was thrown back to the sky in rapture; a stone woman was at his feet, her ass high in the air, her lips eternally circling the head of his cock. The front of the whore house was littered with stone statues; exquisitely carved women with round asses, full breasts and open mouths were crowded around a grotesque rendering of Hades, Greek God of the Underworld
. He pressed his chest against her, and the welts from her beating burned and ached, but it didn't matter.
Click here . She then stands up, slides her leggings down her legs so they drop to the floor, then turns around and leans on my working table, as she gazes back at me over her shoulder. This feels as if this is would surely be the height of my ecstasy, but then she reaches out her tongue to flick against my balls
At first we didn’t really speak much.
“Don’t stop. I pull away from him and look into his eyes as I cum again
. I can feel the nakedness of my body, nothing is covering me
Work Loads Vol 2