I ripped his pants down but I kept his boxer shorts on
Cumshot. "Eat my cum," he said.
. ”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button. I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock)
I ripped his pants down but I kept his boxer shorts on
Cumshot. "Eat my cum," he said.
. ”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button. I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock)
I ripped his pants down but I kept his boxer shorts on
Cumshot. "Eat my cum," he said.
. ”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button. I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock)
