Verlonis Consistently Chooses A Creampie Over Other Options

I slept like a rock; I was fucking worn out, literally. I put him dead last in the lineup cause I knew he was going to split me open if I weren’t stretched out first. “Simon, can you promise not to cum in me for a minute?” “But…”, I stammered. When I began to tire, she rolled us over and rode me like a cowgirl. I’m African!” I laughed, “I think of you that way, because you are bigger than me.”
We turned onto the sidewalk, leading to Dave’s front door. Now, help me get this thing on.” She laughed and said, “Actually we need to go get cleaned up, you got enough blood on your dick and belly, it looks like you were in a knife fight.” So, we went to the bathroom to get cleaned up.