Betty moved to make this easier, revealing the fur thong that kept the core of slick heat awaiting him from being out in the open. She could see the hungry gaze of her companion move over that cleft slowly, examining it, and let him, before stepping up, moving so that when she knelt, she hovered over his cock, which was only semi-hard, lying against his abdomen. Blowjob porn “Well, yeah,” she said with her mouth half-full. The time of Legend, where our oldest stories come from, was riddled with magic more powerful than that commanded by all the men and mer since combined into a whole. “My mother’s,” Betty whispered. He wasn’t extremely long, but still had a good breadth to him: something that would stretch her. He wouldn’t last long, he knew that for certain, if nothing else. But she wasn’t the only one who wanted to please her.
