Glistening this emerged all spit-slippery from her lips. Her other labia were equally awash. Climbing off that now makeup-smeared face Julie wasted no time swapping her body back around to mate those well-lubricated connectors together. Straddling her bound man she smiled down in the gloomy room and saw her own adoration and more gazing worshipfully back at her.
Forget about glamorous Carrie’s allure and Tara’s pixie viciousness. Perhaps her teasing and tenderness were already succeeding at winning their ultimate b***h’s fealty. And maybe this was her chance to claim that definitively. ..
Mounting felt better than Julie could ever remember.
She had endured more sizable insertions. Tara had even fit her fist in there. But this was a genuine s****l organ, hers for personal enjoyment and
