Miatta
He might have been wearing his pelt but I could feel his organ pushing at me. He was hard and I didn't have to look down to know.
“Get off me, you big brute,” I scolded, pushing at his broad chest but he only smiled foolishly and lowered...
Miatta
He might have been wearing his pelt but I could feel his organ pushing at me. He was hard and I didn't have to look down to know.
“Get off me, you big brute,” I scolded, pushing at his broad chest but he only smiled foolishly and lowered...