It only needs to be thirteen to sixteen centimetres, you’ll do fine sweetness.”
And so his fate was sealed. “You don’t have to be afraid okay? XXX Not hating his as much as you thought you were, hm?” Kelly giggled as she moved her hand down between his thighs, her soft fingers wrapping around his hard cock, pointed downwards, throbbing eagerly in her grasp, noting how he arched his back for her, like a girl in heat. She pulled back and pushed forward, not shy to start off with a not so slow rhythm, they both needed this now, the more she gave to him the less he could find the room in his thoughts to question what he was doing, to hate himself, to wonder what he’d gotten himself into.




















