Tight Young Coed Gets Her Math Lesson Pounded Deep By Her Tutor

Commando. She grabbed his hands, holding crooked and calloused fingers to her breasts. Okxxx “Leave it,” he said, voice gone low and husky. He finally said, “If Ellen shows up, you can deal with her yourself. She smelled like rock salt and fear, not Sunflowers and Chanel. Bumps, bruises, raw spots of scraped skin from being dragged through tunnels and thrown against walls. “A really pissed off demon.”
“Is there any other kind?” She tried for humor, but there was still a pain in his face that stilled the smile on her own lips. The words were nervous energy turned vocal. She could accept that in her head, but emotionally-emotions were a whole other story and she just couldn’t get past the whole ‘sins of the father’ and all that.

Tight Young Coed Gets Her Math Lesson Pounded Deep By Her Tutor

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