You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punct — Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punct — Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punct — Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punct — Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punct — Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
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You love that, don't you?" I growled. "Being hammered by my cock... you must think you're in... fucking... heaven."Punctuation by cock thrust - the very best kind.

— Shay Savage, Otherwise Unharmed
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