Uski chut pe koi baal nahi the. ekdam gori chut andar se pink ,use dekhti he mere muh se pani nikalne laga. me uski chut pe apne hoot rakhe aur usse c...atne laga. uski chut gili ho chuki thi. me uski chot ko jor jor se chus raha tha. pooja se raha nahi ja raha tha wo mere sar ko apni chut me daba rahi thi aur ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh jor se karo uffffffffffffffffff ahhhhhhhhhh maajaaaaa aa raha he. usko maja aa te dekh me full speed me chusne laga. wo ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh uffffffffffffff. Personally, being so young and indomitable in power, I am not hesitant to have a bit of fun every now and then, the kind that does not involve digging through the meanings behind words scribbled into ancient tomes and tablets, especially since the work I do takes me to many dimensions and timelines in the material universe. It is, after all, in my nature to 'relieve' myself of the stress of the day to day life of demonhood, which can be quite tiresome, considering the characters and situations. Sighing, he returned to his chair."Time?" asked Amy quietly.Mayoni glanced at her icon at the bottom of her display. "11:52" * Gratitude * elder * sister * " Amy chanted, very quietly. She sighed. "The safety margins are disappearing..."Mayoni sighed too. "I know..."Amy looked up and asked in a breaking voice, "Uncle Leon?" Yeah?" Leon looked down and became alarmed. Amy was crying silent tears."If we don't make the Path today... I know Aina will try to rescue us on the next opening... But I. He thrust his hips upward so his erection rubbed against her. She moaned huskily and pressed down on him, matching his rhythm. Derek had never met a woman like her before. She was untried yet she moved against him like a skilled whore. The vulnerability he’d seen in her eyes had done something to him. it occurred to him that she may actually need him. All his life, no one had ever actually needed him. He’d grown up an only child, and very much alone when his parents died too soon. His career.