这个画廊的照片
开始幻灯片
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Id love to feel those soft wet gammon flaps brushed over my weeping cocktip, our moisture exchanging and then them being split apart as my purple helmet goes up inside. The gush of warmth as it oozes out over my length to my balls, in my pubes and the combined gasp as our first thrusts and the feeling of our genitalia for ced together is overwhelming