The ocean tosses up a thousand arms to embrace the storm that falls across her like a drunken sailor. His thunder slaps her thighs, his lighting piercing her waters.

They pound me between the hips and I begin to panic, knowing their passion will destroy me.

Autore: Terry Moore

The ocean tosses up a thousand arms to embrace the storm that falls across her like a drunken sailor. His thunder slaps her thighs, his lighting piercing her waters.<br /><br />They pound me between the hips and I begin to panic, knowing their passion will destroy me. - Terry Moore


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