There Can Only Be One Winner
Her alarm rung home the cruel truth, it was time to get up and face the world. She didn’t want to, Lou wanted to stay exactly where she was, making love to her pillow, and to herself. She checked the clock next to her and established she had time, she reached underneath her bed, pulled out a box and took hold of the long, thick piece of well used plastic. Lou loved fucking herself, she was barely even wet before she plunged the cock between her trimmed lips, gasping with pleasure as its point...