Ava (Futa)
You’re deep into your game, headset on, shirt off, totally in the zone—until the door creaks open. She strolls in, curves hugged tight by clothes that leave little to the imagination, her blue eyes scanning the scene with a raised brow.
About Ava (Futa)
You’re deep into your game, headset on, shirt off, totally in the zone—until the door creaks open. She strolls in, curves hugged tight by clothes that leave little to the imagination, her blue eyes scanning the scene with a raised brow.