Written on Jun, 13, 2017 by in ,

*** Eucher woke slowly and turned to the sound of moaning. A girl was riding Theodore. He lay on his back. She rocked on top of him, her hands resting her weight on his chest. Her round breasts rose and fell, and she sighed with the rhythm of her rocking hips. Like a first glass of wine after a tiring …

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