1244 by Yuri Hill
Look at you baby, moaning like a bitch in heat. But I think you can keep going a little further. You aren't there yet. You are still conscious. Your legs aren't shivering. Your lips aren't quivering. Your heart isn't racing like a Formula One car. Your breathing is still not heavy. Not at least up to my standard. It's still a few hours till you're ready for my cock. Go walk in the corner and get yourself edges enough for me to consider your begging.








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