When I watch him behind the bars, he keeps drawing my eyes to his tentacles. What can he do to me with those?During a night shift, the temptation is too... > Lire la suite
When I watch him behind the bars, he keeps drawing my eyes to his tentacles. What can he do to me with those?During a night shift, the temptation is too strong. He lures me, but I bite. When I spread my legs for him and he pins me onto the wall, I'll be in for a feast of pleasure that I can never imagine. He will pound me, use my holes, and fills me up with his load; ravishing me the way I secretly crave.