Only Lord knows how I wish to bear the sensation of my bones being ground to dust, by flesh being crushed into a pulp between the jaws of those THICC thighs.
I want nothing more than to be left as a sad, red, wet blob to bear witness to this goddess washing my blood off her legs.
Only Lord knows how I wish to bear the sensation of my bones being ground to dust, by flesh being crushed into a pulp between the jaws of those THICC thighs.
I want nothing more than to be left as a sad, red, wet blob to bear witness to this goddess washing my blood off her legs.
This is beautiful it reads like a romance story 😳🥺🥺🥺🥺
ME WANT SNUU SNUU