Prepping Her Pussy For The Pounding It Deserves

Mike and Maurice grinned at each other with malice in their eyes. “My name is Mike Larson.” the man began “I work as the mechanic of the master of Russel Manor, the rich, old gentleman named Arthur Russel. redtube The owner of the painting said that when he bought the painting he noticed some markings, or lines, behind the canvas. He fondled her breasts again, while his other hand caressed her thighs slowly. Slowly. “Why tell me this and why me?”
Before he could answer, the bartender brought him a glass with whiskey on it. “This must be him.” she thought. She felt Mike grabbing her, put his arms under her arms from behind her, and pulled her close him.