00:41:35.040It is horrible.10400:41:35.320 --> 00:41:36.360Why?10500:41:37.560 --> 00:41:38.680You did...´t like it?10600:41:38.790 --> 00:41:43.240After some men...You want me to tell the truth?10700:41:43.280 --> 00:41:44.360Of course, tell me!10800:41:44.400 --> 00:41:49.360The dicks smell terrible.Honestly, some were nice.10900:41:49.400 --> 00:41:51.960But others smelled terrible.11000:41:52.000 --> 00:41:53.760What can you tell about the. A discussion starts between Murielle and Robert, animated, but finally Murielle moves from her chair and climbs on the table. She no longer wears her bermuda, which makes me think that she is not in good shape this evening. Robert says something and she starts to unbutton her shirt. “The bastards”. I start having a hard-on. I start getting angry also. But Murielle does not unbutton her shirt completely and stops at the last three buttons. The low neckline is such that we see without problems. Anthe smiles warmly. It is the smile that Harper absolutely loves. No matter how sad, lonely or mad she is, just seeing that smile makes the world all that much better. But she can’t let the girl know that smile is her kryptonite.“So, you don’t want me to make any mention of the level of pleasure you get from me at all to him?”“Not a word,” Anthe answers firmly.“And for that, I get what?” Harper adds a smile that means only really one thing.“You want to fuck me now so you won’t tell him you’ve. "Down your throat whore! Take it all the way! I want my bush to tickle your face!"He cringed at the thought of what might befall him should he refuse, resist or fail. He probing of his throat was remorseless, insistent. He suppressed his gagging and somehow found a way to open his gullet and the big shaft slid home. He found himself with his nose pressed deep in her raven thicket. It exuded the musk of her growing lust. She pushed his head back, withdrawing the cock until his lips just enfolded.Read More
