Devon
"Oh... Alpha," I watched as Izara arched, spreading her long tanned legs, drawing me into her depths as I delved deeper into her p***y. Her back met the table, a symphony of moans escaping her lips as I continued to thrust in and out of her further, enveloped by the tightness of her.
Grasping the base of her throat, I drew her nearer with each forceful motion, plunging deeper into her. Balls deep.
Izara was undeniably pleasurable in just the way I could remember. Tight p***y, big t**s, ample curves, plump lips, and flawless facade resembled that of a doll, yet lacked a certain authenticity. There was a magic that was missing about her. Individually, her features were faultless, but collectively, they failed to coalesce into the allure of the woman who lingered hauntingly i
