Molly s Good Fuck
Molly didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she just kept quiet, looking up into awkward, twisted face of the boy grunting above her. Oh my god, he looks like he's having a stroke. She sighed. The boy looked down at her, panting, a stupid grin on his face. Well, Molly thought it was stupid. "Yeah, you liked that, didn't you?" Molly had enough social grace to give a forced smile. Maybe she could convince him to finish her off, anyway. Not as good as cumming from a cock,...