Chris Berry

the ground, art supplies are spilling off my desk, and my furniture has been completely moved around. Great isn’t it? I can not stand messes, but I’ll worry about that after I get my aching pussy pleased. Drops of cum were greasing my slit and soaking my cotton thong as I continued to bend down to look for my remote. A gentle breeze kept blowing across my damp hole with my skirt opening up and I felt a strong spasm from my walls as I imagined how good the plastic of my remote would feel inside me. I was working underneath couch when I felt a