Merry Christmas You Little Prick
"As Emma walked back to the dance-floor, Becky relaxed. "So, are you going to fuck me or what?""
I think he enjoyed that. No, that’s wrong, I don’t think he did, I know he did. And, so did she.Eddie’s cock was still covered in that wonderful mix of spunk and pussy juices, and, as I gently stroked his balls, it stirred.Becky was...