With coffee brewing, her shoes are there, waiting. The shower’s running, one touch won’t hurt. The soft leather still fresh, heels short, slender. My hand slips into my boxers.Rubbing a shoe either side of my solid cock. Pulling my foreskin...
With coffee brewing, her shoes are there, waiting. The shower’s running, one touch won’t hurt. The soft leather still fresh, heels short, slender. My hand slips into my boxers.Rubbing a shoe either side of my solid cock. Pulling my foreskin...