You walk behind me, and decide I am not open enough
to you
. Holding me tight by the hips, you slam me back into you with each forward
stroke.
. Keep in touch, Lancelot. ” Kathy sat back with a smug grin on her face
You walk behind me, and decide I am not open enough
to you
. Holding me tight by the hips, you slam me back into you with each forward
stroke.
. Keep in touch, Lancelot. ” Kathy sat back with a smug grin on her face
You walk behind me, and decide I am not open enough
to you
. Holding me tight by the hips, you slam me back into you with each forward
stroke.
. Keep in touch, Lancelot. ” Kathy sat back with a smug grin on her face
