Tell me what you wish to see next.
I am Nikki.
His, or mine.
‘Bei.. help me take it off.. ‘ Lying drunk on Bob’s stomach, Carrie could barely focus on removing his shorts, let alone keep her eyes open for it. Moments after they shut the door behind themselves, she had gone ahead to strip herself down to her lingerie, leaving little for him to do while he tried to make sense of her urgency. As soon as his dick popped into sight, she placed...