We pulled up to the house, and unloaded our bags. There was a literal puddle of her cum on the floor, and all along the front of the couch
. . Without the gentle moonlight
Despair descends, too soon
. Now our love finds its season,
Our passions grow and bloom,
Our wits are lost, our reason
Flees from the tower room. To my surprise I got a reply, to start with it was just the usual, how's your day going? Not to bad thanks yourself? Etc, but that quickly changed
.
She promptly slapped me. I stroked the filthy hair of my Swan and motioned for her to stand by the front door
. I needed her, I needed both
We pulled up to the house, and unloaded our bags. There was a literal puddle of her cum on the floor, and all along the front of the couch
. . Without the gentle moonlight
Despair descends, too soon
. Now our love finds its season,
Our passions grow and bloom,
Our wits are lost, our reason
Flees from the tower room. To my surprise I got a reply, to start with it was just the usual, how's your day going? Not to bad thanks yourself? Etc, but that quickly changed
.
She promptly slapped me. I stroked the filthy hair of my Swan and motioned for her to stand by the front door
. I needed her, I needed both
We pulled up to the house, and unloaded our bags. There was a literal puddle of her cum on the floor, and all along the front of the couch
. . Without the gentle moonlight
Despair descends, too soon
. Now our love finds its season,
Our passions grow and bloom,
Our wits are lost, our reason
Flees from the tower room. To my surprise I got a reply, to start with it was just the usual, how's your day going? Not to bad thanks yourself? Etc, but that quickly changed
.
She promptly slapped me. I stroked the filthy hair of my Swan and motioned for her to stand by the front door
. I needed her, I needed both
