FLEDGLING PLUMB WITNESS WHAT YOUR MUMMY DOES

Fledgling plumb witness what your mummy does. All of it I just, just. Oh God, you. He tried to hold back, to take a deep breath, but it was impossible. He could feel his stomach knotting up. His balls were tingling, his cock was throbbing. He just kept staring at the ceiling. He could only stare at the ceiling. His head was pounding, his vision was blurry, his mouth was hanging open, his vision was blurry.