Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 58

Previous | Table of Contents | Next My hands rubbed up and down his smooth, perfect muscles. His skin was slick and sweaty. He grabbed me strongly, thrusting his big meaty cock inside me. He was a handsome man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He might have been Italian if Italian existed in this world. He was a … Continue reading Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 58