Six Foot Hottie Alison Tyler Stuffs Her Pussy With A Toy

You’ll never see him again…”

“Oh!.. I tried to recognize who he was by his voice but I had no idea. I could caress his broad hips’ hard muscles with my small hands, or sink my thin fingernails in and pull him to me, while his tired warrior comforted himself in my warm, wet, soft nest. I smiled with little dimples in my cheeks, like a sweet lover whose ready to picked flower is touched for the first time. From top to bottom I could see his short hair, shoulders wide enough for me to sit comfortably on, strong biceps, chest muscles bulging like sails, abdomen like a statue, long, well-built legs, and that big thing dangling between them. My dad told him that I practice yoga every morning and he could use my flexible body in every acrobatic pose he wanted. His ruthless manly finally did what all men do and vomited on me.