“How-much-low-er do you want me to go?” I asked, putting an unmistakably heavy emphasis on each syllable of the three words every man dreams of hearing
. “Whatever I ask?” she asked, impossibly quieter than before.
. No, you're really very pretty. Some of my friends say it's their favorite," and she turned around and got up on her hands and knees with her feet spread apart and I put on another condom, got up between her legs, and put my cock right up against her pretty, wet slit which was so eagerly waiting for me
“How-much-low-er do you want me to go?” I asked, putting an unmistakably heavy emphasis on each syllable of the three words every man dreams of hearing
. “Whatever I ask?” she asked, impossibly quieter than before.
. No, you're really very pretty. Some of my friends say it's their favorite," and she turned around and got up on her hands and knees with her feet spread apart and I put on another condom, got up between her legs, and put my cock right up against her pretty, wet slit which was so eagerly waiting for me
“How-much-low-er do you want me to go?” I asked, putting an unmistakably heavy emphasis on each syllable of the three words every man dreams of hearing
. “Whatever I ask?” she asked, impossibly quieter than before.
. No, you're really very pretty. Some of my friends say it's their favorite," and she turned around and got up on her hands and knees with her feet spread apart and I put on another condom, got up between her legs, and put my cock right up against her pretty, wet slit which was so eagerly waiting for me
