Still well over 30 centimetres is dangling free between her legs as her body efficiently retracts the organ, a complex series of concertinaed folds allowing it slip back inside its velvet pouch. Read 33840 times |
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Friel’s eyes are closed, mind racing with erotic thoughts, getting into the right frame of mind, turning herself on. Her nipples are not in fact nipples but rather truncated sheaths, now revealing their obscene contents. Won’t you help me? Well over half a metre long and now wet from the continued dripping from between her legs Friel rubs her own slick juices over its length as the head thickens and the monstrous appendage begins to reach full erection. Letting go of her immense breast it crashes back against her ribs and she smiles again as she begins to rub the tip of her right nipplecock coaxing it out further with each twirl of her fingers around its sensitive tip.
