Babaların yalınayak ibadeti Kandy'ye hizmet etti, o sahne aldı

Topless and barefoot, rooted like a king on his throne. She couldn't oppose — dropped to her knees the second she saw my feet. Big, masculine, soft-sole with a hint of hair. She licked every toe, moaning like she was possessed. Then she rubbed my arch right on her clit — soaked, trembling, out of control. So I gave her what she really my shorts down, cock thick in hand, stroking slow while she watched — my feet dominating the frame, grounding the power. She came just from the sight. This wasn't her was she was lucky to be in it.