Golden-haired beauty yearning for a massive manhood

Rule is rule. XXX The softest, most sensitive tissue of my body was being beaten by a man-flesh. No one had ever taken me in this pose until tonight. He’d arrived at the end of his fight and no amount of grumbling or denial was going to change the outcome. He sat on his knees between my legs, taking my feet and lifting them up. With my ankles behind my neck, he could have taken me by my buttocks, sat me on his stake and easily put me on his roller-coaster and bounced me up and down. I pulled my hands back, my ankles pushing my head forward as we watched together his recharged old friend enter his daughter’s needy altar.