Victoria Di Prada
Transsexual Babysitters #13
His fingers work faster now, slick and relentless. Every stroke hits that sweet spot deep inside, and his hole flutters greedily around the invasion. He moans like he can't help it, pushing back for more, cock bobbing heavy and neglected between his spread thighs. Sweat rolls down his chest. His breath hitches every time those fingers curl just right, hitting the spot that makes his vision blur and his toes curl against the sheets. He spreads wider, offering himself up, hungry for whatever comes next.
His fingers work faster now, slick and relentless. Every stroke hits that sweet spot deep inside, and his hole flutters greedily around the invasion. He moans like he can't help it, pushing back for more, cock bobbing heavy and neglected between his spread thighs. Sweat rolls down his chest. His breath hitches every time those fingers curl just right, hitting the spot that makes his vision blur and his toes curl against the sheets. He spreads wider, offering himself up, hungry for whatever comes next.