Lindholm?” Sven probed curiously. “After all, I could use the stress relief..” Read 11559 times |
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“I think you should know by now, Ms. xxx sex She did not need any kind of press about her getting a train run on her, for one, and that would only be made worse if the front-page headline was her mouth open, tongue out, ahegao expression. In an attempt to use her engineer’s mathematical brain in a way she never expected to, Brigitte tried to estimate how long it would take her to fuck her way back into good standing in the eyes of the people of this rural hamlet, and of lady Justice. Finally, she would rush down his length like a carnival thrill ride until she crashed into the base of his cock. It went into vague detail of Brigitte’s noble deed of ridding the town of their bandit infestation, and about as gratuitous as a journalist could get on the debaucherous activities (ones that the author described as “Lindholm’s unique ‘celebration’ style”, which she resented) that followed. my fa– you know what I mean. Spank after spank, the bratty swede felt her doughy buns grow increasingly intense shades of pink. The apple-sized head of Sven’s bitchbreaker slipped in between the loose pair of lips that marked the entrance to her
