Kitchen Creampie For Blonde Maid Lolly

I have a few in the works now, and I promise to post them as soon as possible. His eyes flash in anger as he grabs my wrist. I open my mouth to protest, but he silences me, begging, “I need to taste you.”
His tongue caresses my moistened slit, effectively rolling my eyes back into my skull. My bodyguards are none the wiser that I have been taken, too caught up in the lewd display of female wares. His dick slides in the friction of my tight pussy, juices running down and staining his pants. He knows better than to return the favor – if we are discovered, he will be killed. . He buries his face against my neck and groans as my hands trace further, grasping his hardening dick. My nails dig into his back as we fuck, now all too aware of the whittling time.

Kitchen Creampie For Blonde Maid Lolly

Related videos