Valeriya had been drinking since eventide—mostly without having to pay for the drinks herself. Her breath smelled of mead, her voice was slurred, her legs all wobbly. x video The blonde belle looked positively inebriated. Everyone knew there’s no love lost between the Alfelders and their neighbors—the little marsh-folk. “You like my dick slapping you pussy?”
“Oh god yes! Her pussy was frothing. She hoped the Alfelder wouldn’t stick around. Then he stepped in between her legs. Jörg—who had already stepped out of his breeches—was watching her, and stroking his substantial, semi-hard trouser snake to erection. “I’ll let any man fuck me for a mug of ale! Keep spanking my pussy with that fat cock!” Valeriya moaned louder.
