Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20190210025123/@comment-27147599-20190212032419

Faith blushed madly, she moaned softly then whimpered in need as her breasts perked up for him. “My love, please..” She shifted her hips against his gently gently, clutching the sheets with her hands.

James pulled back, he held her close posessively and scowled. “She isn’t a catch, asshole.”