Virgin Butterfly’s pipes are clogged, so she calls the BBC handyman to come fix her tight little holes

I shot my load, rope after rope into her mouth, all of it going down her throat as she savored the flavor. Vxxx She turned back to me, now as naked as the day she was born, and climbed back onto the bed, and slowly crawled onto me. She giggled again. “Would you be alright with that? It being early Fall and knowing how hard the wind blows around this time, I understood and began to try and drift back to sleep. Again, I didn’t say a word. I shot my load, rope after rope into her mouth, all of it going down her throat as she savored the flavor. “Since you asked so nicely.”
She slowly lowered herself under the blanket.