"Who was your first lover?"
"My father
Blonde Nudist. He was fast in starting flailing - but I was faster. "
For a moment I grinned imagining the vision of the young hustler in the electric-light street - startling brightness of the narrow stripe of his skirt, easy tapping of his high-heeled sandals, whiteness of his face and the scarlet wound of his painted mouth on it
Huge Butt. . A little blood ran onto the bed spread, but I
remeber sliding into her all the way
"Who was your first lover?"
"My father
Blonde Nudist. He was fast in starting flailing - but I was faster. "
For a moment I grinned imagining the vision of the young hustler in the electric-light street - startling brightness of the narrow stripe of his skirt, easy tapping of his high-heeled sandals, whiteness of his face and the scarlet wound of his painted mouth on it
Huge Butt. . A little blood ran onto the bed spread, but I
remeber sliding into her all the way
"Who was your first lover?"
"My father
Blonde Nudist. He was fast in starting flailing - but I was faster. "
For a moment I grinned imagining the vision of the young hustler in the electric-light street - startling brightness of the narrow stripe of his skirt, easy tapping of his high-heeled sandals, whiteness of his face and the scarlet wound of his painted mouth on it
Huge Butt. . A little blood ran onto the bed spread, but I
remeber sliding into her all the way
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