Aching In Crimson Heels: A Tale Of Self-pleasure

Lifting me in his arms, he carried me to the shower, turning the spray onto sharp, telling me, ‘This may sting a little, but it won’t last.’ He aimed it at my clit, moving it down to my pussy then my ass and back again. ‘Oh, that one,’ was all I managed to say. xxvideo He did no more than go and put the
kettle on, leaving me to sort myself out. ‘No, no, carry on, Annabella. Letting out a strangled moan, I felt pussy gripping his cock as the pain started turning to pleasure, I began moving slightly and this gave him the go-ahead to fuck me. ‘I am so sorry for this mishap, but when I saw the puddle it was to
late.

Aching In Crimson Heels: A Tale Of Self-pleasure

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