I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, he pulled them down and his underwear with it
. How did someone like him see me? No matter where I went that night there he was, staring into my eyes, I could just feel his eyes on me burning a hole through me was perhaps a better word. He raised his head and looked at me with his beautiful face, I was breathing so heavy I smiled at him
. . I liked to believe that the dead could still feel, somewhere deep down inside on a spiritual level
I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, he pulled them down and his underwear with it
. How did someone like him see me? No matter where I went that night there he was, staring into my eyes, I could just feel his eyes on me burning a hole through me was perhaps a better word. He raised his head and looked at me with his beautiful face, I was breathing so heavy I smiled at him
. . I liked to believe that the dead could still feel, somewhere deep down inside on a spiritual level
I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, he pulled them down and his underwear with it
. How did someone like him see me? No matter where I went that night there he was, staring into my eyes, I could just feel his eyes on me burning a hole through me was perhaps a better word. He raised his head and looked at me with his beautiful face, I was breathing so heavy I smiled at him
. . I liked to believe that the dead could still feel, somewhere deep down inside on a spiritual level
Classic strap - on sex scene