[…] Deep within, her female organs began to contract and release. She felt the path of his seed and now in her mind she could see a golden trail. How was this even possible? Dear...

Damn, Marcus, how much have you been working out? You have the ass of a god.He turned to face her, and naturally her gaze fell to his jewels. She shook her head and sighed. You...

She was thong-climbing-her-ass pissed.

She wanted to be the rain, to cover him with moisture, to bring life to his seed.

Evil forges a tornado.But goodness battles in a straight line.