. Why am I suffering? Because the pain that tortures me is rather a lack of pain. The world could cave in and I would not mind as long as you keep fucking my ass
I woke up the next morning. We didn’t really care about making it to school on time
. Why am I suffering? Because the pain that tortures me is rather a lack of pain. The world could cave in and I would not mind as long as you keep fucking my ass
I love how afterward you would pull me close and hold me and kiss me tenderly and whisper to me how much you loved me, how I was your angel, how you never wanted to be apart from me because you loved me so much.
Brooke moved up next to her and took a turn, sliding my cock in and out of her tiny mouth, which just covered the head. Erica stood up and began to sway with the music, pulling up her shirt to just below her big breasts
. Why am I suffering? Because the pain that tortures me is rather a lack of pain. The world could cave in and I would not mind as long as you keep fucking my ass