February 13, 2007 – 3:07 pm
Doug knew today was a day this dude was intend to remember for the rest of his life.
It was around eleven 30. This charmer was lying on his sofa, in nature’s garb, face down, his hands behind his back, loosely secured by a strap, his rectal hole slick with lubricant.
He heard Dalia’s seductive voice downstairs
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