makingupthestory: “As long as I don’t see your faces while it’s happening…OK then…” Cynt
makingupthestory: “As long as I don’t see your faces while it’s happening…OK then…” Cynthia agreed. This was the difference between having their house ransacked and a lot of their irreplaceable jewellery and memories stolen. They left her in a sweaty, panting heap on her living room floor with cum oozing from both of her holes, without taking a single possession. Cynthia hoped they’d be back. -- source link