“Emma,” she replied giggling. She moaned and grabbed his slightly curly hair and brought his face level with hers. “I’m wet enough, just plow me with your massive cock!”
Quinn positioned his massive tool at her entrance and pushed. The room was not exactly what she was hoping for, but it was decent enough. The dock seemed to light up whenever she smiled. “I’m wet enough, just plow me with your massive cock!”
Quinn positioned his massive tool at her entrance and pushed. Her most noticeable features were straining against the fabric. Quinn, sensing that she was ready, drew out so that only the head remained, then roughly buried his full length inside her. “H-how big is it?” She asked, stroking it lightly. “I’m Quinn,” he said, introducing himself. Annoyed, Emma asked, “What’s the hold up? Emma found out that, like her, Quinn had recently graduated high school.
