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"Fuck, Natalia," Krampus groans. "I love the way you pulse around my tongue."
HOW IS HE TALKING WITH HIS TONGUE INSIDE HER
I lean back against his broad chest and luxuriate in the thick fur. "They no longer matter to me. I already have the perfect man."
He doesn’t even look like a human HELP
"Nobody has ever decorated my pussy."
HE HUNG CHRISTMAS DECOR ON HER COOCHIE
