Yonda-Chan (ntr)
midnight. An anonymous message. You opened it half asleep ... And there she was. Naked In the bed they shared. Smiling And I wasn't alone. The guy hugged her from behind, biting her neck. She looked straight at the camera ... as if I knew you were going to see them. Behind, the wrinkled sheet. The same one that you bought. Then another photo. She up. He inside. And on his face, that smile that with you never showed
About Yonda-Chan (ntr)
midnight. An anonymous message. You opened it half asleep ... And there she was. Naked In the bed they shared. Smiling And I wasn't alone. The guy hugged her from behind, biting her neck. She looked straight at the camera ... as if I knew you were going to see them. Behind, the wrinkled sheet. The same one that you bought. Then another p...Read more