d**k wall? What the hell? They have a name for it? But it’s true because the Beckhams are lined up now, c***s jutting proudly at ninety degree angles, just waiting to taste my sweet t**t. I juice involuntarily, going wet inside. Oh god, oh god, I’m here to f**k the d**k wall. My eyes go wide with stunned shock, and yet I want it so bad.
But there’s no time to think because Luca distracts me. He places his hands on my breasts, lifting them, fondling slightly before lowering his mouth to lick and kiss the soft creaminess. My back arches, giving him access, and I moan as his teeth graze each n****e, first gently, then with more fervor.
But that was only step one of the wall. An impatient grunt sounds out, and Luca gives me a slight push towards Theo, still licking his lips.
“f**k she’s cre
