Thick hands stuck in the middle of his body, took a deep breath, looked carefully at the man on the ground, and then closed his eyes as his cloak was stripped. Magnificent masculinity is occupied by the warm tip of the tongue, on which the clear water flows, and it is sucked away.
His breath was loud, his eyes were tight, and his face was a little warped, which indicated that he would soon come to an end, which was exactly what he expected.
Two hands tightly pressed the back of the head of the man between his legs, and his hips flew into the air in a hurry. In an instant, the brain went blank and everything was released.
Same as usual. . . Chanin never hated swallowing every drop of Run, in fact he wanted to swallow more.
Your body and your heart. . .
Today his wish finally came true.
