Her Lust Burns
"Don’t you just love it when her hunger spills over ?"
Her lust burnedas I returnedshe concealedmy dripping prizewith satin glovesbetween her thighsA bratty smileA devilish grinour eyes lockednow the games beginDenying armstied up tightlegs spread widemy bound delightla Kajiramy devoted soulKnowing my needsher curvaceous displayin heavenly whitemy delicious artMajestic as...