The woman in his arms struggled uneasily, and she moaned, her voice was soft and glutinous, very much like her satiated sound every time Lance used to inserted a big c**k into her soft little hole.
When Lance held Leyla in his arms, he didn't have any other thoughts, but the fragrance of soft flower in his arms made him think of other things at again and again.
Leyla was in a deep sleep, completely unaware of the dangerous thoughts of the man beside her.
After a while, Lance's wide palm came in from her neckline. Leyla likes to wear a loose nightdress when she sleeps, and doesn't like to wear any underwear inside, so when he stretches his hand in, take the lead, what he grasped was the unobstructed smooth skin, and the pair of plump and round breasts seemed to be much bigger. When he gr
