13 beoordelingen
Your wrists are in handcuffs, And the curls are light brown. Want. I want. I want you! Gently squeezing my neck with beads.A sweet moan breaks out into cries, And a whip instead of a bath broom. The light sparkles on the skin, But you love to play the role of prisoners
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Leeftijd
big
Borstomvang
female
Geslacht
5'7"
Lengte
big
Kontmaat
skinny
Bouw