Fetish Lez Goldenshower

She was on the shorter side — maybe 5-2 — and not an ounce of extra fat. “Oh my gosh! It wasn’t Mark’s fault at all they were behind, but he seemed to be bearing the brunt of other people’s failings. I’m Mark.” He made a point of saying her name to help cement it in his mind. They talked openly, laughed, and drank more wine. It didn’t take much for Mark to follow. Work had been too busy, and his boss was on the warpath trying to get a few projects back on track. Work had been too busy, and his boss was on the warpath trying to get a few projects back on track. Mark didn’t wait to be invited. Maybe two. “Relax and enjoy!” she said as she kissed the head of Mark’s cock. The next morning as he was getting ready to leave for work, Mark realized he left his coat at Erica’s apartment in the haste to leave.