Soap making Ghost ride his thigh after an orgasm, Ghost clinging onto Johnny as oversensitivity washes over him leaving him trembling. Soap ignores Simon’s pathetic begs to stop, only grinding him down harder, gripping his ass while he whisper possessive remarks in Simon’s ear.
Soap making Ghost ride his thigh after an orgasm, Ghost clinging onto Johnny as oversensitivity washes over him leaving him trembling. Soap ignores Simon’s pathetic begs to stop, only grinding him down harder, gripping his ass while he whisper possessive remarks in Simon’s ear.
Soap fucking into Ghost with tears in his eyes, a stream of practically incoherent praise flowing from his lips, whimpering and whining about how good he feels.
"Fuck, doll, 's like ye were made for me. (1/14)
To be honest, Ghost doesn't think he could go more than one round if he tried. When he comes, he comes like an RPG. Hard and fast, then he’s out. (1/34)
To be honest, Ghost doesn't think he could go more than one round if he tried. When he comes, he comes like an RPG. Hard and fast, then he’s out. (1/34)