Leandra Parsons

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“Good girl,” I praise, the wet sounds of her cunt singing a siren call to my dick. “You like this tight little hole stretched, don’t you?” “Robbie,” she moans, trying to turn her head to look at me, but I grip her harder and press my thumb against her tight ring of muscles. “What about this ass? Ever been fucked here?” I dip my thumb inside, and she gasps. “Answer me,” I grit out, sinking deeper. “No, never.”
Obsession
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