He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could think about was how much he wanted to cum in her; deep in her! Iniquity beyond iniquity! Indian hot sex “But I mean, I did it to help her, not me.”
“Of course you did,” Fontane chuckled. So no, wasn’t an ounce of intimacy. His jizz! You wouldn’t be a man if you didn’t think that way when you got a eager cocksucker down there slurping on your manhood.”
“So, you’ve had those thoughts?”
“Hell yes. They don’t come to us just to suck. “Good girl. I like calling you Father Dott.” Her fingers traced to his pants. He helped her recover and clean up. I like calling you Father Dott.” Her fingers traced to his pants. “Look Dana, I have a job to do. And, we owe it to them. Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom head got past that ring of resistance, the rest was certain!
