beachbuddytom: Your hands guide me into you as I hold your ankles. And your dear mouth forms that lovely O, paralleling the sweet spot I’m entering. Gosh, I want you this way, t. ~ M
beachbuddytom: Your hands guide me into you as I hold your ankles. And your dear mouth forms that lovely O, paralleling the sweet spot I’m entering. Gosh, I want you this way, t. ~ M
