Diploma Pick up Pt III Last Night s Sexcap
Cortez awoke at five twenty-seven in the morning. He had drank more cognac after his wife’s hairdresser let him fuck that badonkadonk and had fallen asleep downstairs on the living room couch. His loins ached with arousal and betrayed him with his hefty shaft pitching a tent in his boxer briefs. He rubbed his eyes, removing the sleep from them. He felt around on the floor for his cell phone. There. Cortez picked it up and held it in front of his face to unlock it. He squinted to get his focus...