[face to face (りょう@涼)] 蓮華草 四 [中国翻訳]
#363389 - Strange? Maybe. Reaching under me, her oiled hands slid over my thighs, moving up them, cupping my balls, sliding down my hard member. The crack of the paddle impacting the soft round flesh of my backside echoed in the room, my cry barely audible through the large pink gag that was tight in my lush red lips.