“Daddy!”
But I was crying “Mommy!” as the gush-rush of jism jolted out the end of my nozzle injecting the cream in the Candy center, the hot surgery sauce of icing that was the topping of that bubbling of sweet sex with my mother, my lover finally and fully and filled with my offering of son's semen
. One thing I knew sort of got daddy hard was when I wore one of his shirts. I could feel her cheeks clenching and pushing to settle it in the crack
Babes. . "Well?" she asked, placing one hand up on the door jamb and posing like
an underwear model
“Daddy!”
But I was crying “Mommy!” as the gush-rush of jism jolted out the end of my nozzle injecting the cream in the Candy center, the hot surgery sauce of icing that was the topping of that bubbling of sweet sex with my mother, my lover finally and fully and filled with my offering of son's semen
. One thing I knew sort of got daddy hard was when I wore one of his shirts. I could feel her cheeks clenching and pushing to settle it in the crack
Babes. . "Well?" she asked, placing one hand up on the door jamb and posing like
an underwear model
“Daddy!”
But I was crying “Mommy!” as the gush-rush of jism jolted out the end of my nozzle injecting the cream in the Candy center, the hot surgery sauce of icing that was the topping of that bubbling of sweet sex with my mother, my lover finally and fully and filled with my offering of son's semen
. One thing I knew sort of got daddy hard was when I wore one of his shirts. I could feel her cheeks clenching and pushing to settle it in the crack
Babes. . "Well?" she asked, placing one hand up on the door jamb and posing like
an underwear model
Daisy Haze and Johnny Sins relax in position #69