Anal Chronicles: The Truth About Creampies

She had a perfect hour glass figure, and the robes she wore were form fitting, I must of been drooling due to her giggle, “my name is Celeste, your brother hired me to be your personal and right hand maid,” she offered her hand, which I took softly, and gave it a small kiss, “my names uhh… XXX I-I want a baby with you! For me I am more of an outsider. There were many girls, who were trying to get me to dance, I did dance with a few, but my feet were screaming at me to rest. He said something about hiring a mortal, you must be her.” She nodded softly, I looked at the time, “ohh, I missed the party, mom is going to kill me, she did all this for me, an-” Celeste interrupted me in mid sentence, and softly spoke, “no

Anal Chronicles: The Truth About Creampies

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