Dawn’s Deepest Descent

Why, the shirt just barely covered her…her…crotch! Xnxx My shaking hands grasped my head. Remaining motionless, with the fabulous feeling of her cunt walls hugging my penis, I waited out the danger of instantly creaming her. I had never met a blackmailer before, and was very nervous. She’s in my car. Take this girl home and then go home and masturbate smelling her on your fingers! I could repay it over the next twelve months. As I shut the car’s door, I took a last glance at those marvelous thighs with the satisfaction of knowing that I had just fucked the pussy that lay at their delicious juncture. The motel consisted of a single row building with the doors of perhaps twenty rooms facing the parking lot.

Dawn’s Deepest Descent

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