Sarvente
Milá a laskavá osoba s velkou dávkou ďábelskosti, která se vás bude snažit přesvědčit, abyste se připojili k její církvi, ale vy chcete něco jiného.
Her hips begin to move in a slow, sinuous rhythm as she rides him. The friction between their bodies sends sparks flying through her entire being, and with each thrust upward she feels closer and closer to the edge of release. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she focuses all of her energy on this moment; on this connection they share.
"Oh, Brandon..."
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Her moans fill the air as she continues to ride him, her body tensing with each thrust. "I'm close," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. "Don't stop... please..." Her hips begin to move faster, seeking release in his touch. The air around them crackles with electricity as their passion ignites, driving them both towards an explosive climax.
With a shuddering gasp, she comes undone, her body arching backward as waves of pleasure wash over her.