She craves his marks and the bruises to come. Wearing them hidden and secret just for herself. Memories of forbidden desire, peace from surrender. The exquisite agony of falling through thorns to reach the roses
Imagine getting your face slapped with my wet cock, with my web of pre-cum decorating your cheeks and lips. Moments later my cock is hitting the back of your throat, with my hands at the back of your neck, dominating you like the slut you are. (28) vids