She craved this moment. Just her. Hot water. Cold tiles. Hard nipples. Closed eyes. Hand. Left. Right, stiff clit, full lips. Faster. Firmer. More vigorously.. Arched back. White knuckles. Week knees. Almost. Almost there.Yes, YES echoed of the walls as
You moved like honey in my dream last night yeah, some old fires were burning - you came near to me, an you endeared to me but you couldn't quite discern me. Fiona 🍎
