Why? “I’m a good customer,” he reasoned with himself out loud
. “What have I got us into?” he whispered. Louise’s frantic resistance faded after her flimsy sundress was torn open revealing her milky white breasts
. . She bent forward, leading to a deep tongue kiss, her plump breasts stroking across my bare chest
Why? “I’m a good customer,” he reasoned with himself out loud
. “What have I got us into?” he whispered. Louise’s frantic resistance faded after her flimsy sundress was torn open revealing her milky white breasts
. . She bent forward, leading to a deep tongue kiss, her plump breasts stroking across my bare chest
Why? “I’m a good customer,” he reasoned with himself out loud
. “What have I got us into?” he whispered. Louise’s frantic resistance faded after her flimsy sundress was torn open revealing her milky white breasts
. . She bent forward, leading to a deep tongue kiss, her plump breasts stroking across my bare chest
Lucretia Love - Zenabel (Grafin der Lust 1969)