Cunninglinguist

Let me replace the lace cover to embrace your ambrosia Close your eyes n say ur grace before I race to pleasure u Where I will latch and savor the whole of u Showing u the magic my tongue possess as I lick sensually at ur treasure Grooming u with a bath tongue that will

Holiday of Treachery

she stops the jump theatrics..the inertia has the twins trapped by the ripples of the swimming pool..as waves bash on them all i want is to rescue them