Leandra Parsons

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She does what I ask, and I gently stroke her head before picking up the pace again. “That’s it.” I push in deeper. Looking down, I watch her while I keep my rhythm and fuck her mouth. Between sucks, she runs her tongue up my vein. I groan, loving the way she sucks my cock. She gives me what I need. Exactly what I need.
Sweet Collide (Saints of Redville)
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