Peachy Keen Films-In Thirty

Christmas only days away a youthful female sits in her office on the phone with her bf. She tells him about all the work she has been doing. They got a giant lead today and she has been working it as any excellent reporter does. There is a sumptuous on the lose and she is certain her firm work will pay off. But, she truly wants to watch her bf.

She promises she will meet him in thirty minutes.

After draping up, she switches to her supreme stilettos. It is a slow process, but a off the hook occasion is worth the effort. Once done, she stops by the damsels apartment on her way out.

She freshens up, applies lip liner. She has this unusual feeling--a perceiving that something is not fairly right. A few times she turns to loo behind her. Nothing.

The jaw-dropping waits. Patience matters and he has slew. The payoff will be worth it.

When the time is just right, he beats pulling her up by his strap garrote, throttling the damsel vertically against the wall of the shower stall.

Kneeing, her stilettos are off the floor, resonating against the stall wall. The garrote is cock-squeezing into her neck, her face contorts as she attempts anything to regain leverage. But there is not. After a lengthy, lengthy fight, she sloes, forearms eventually pulling down, then is still.

She submerges down.

He comes in her office--she is over his shoulder. He lays his prise on the desk, then eliminates her dress--slowly unbuttoning it then sliding it off. Next her underpants, another slow review--she has a now mound with downy hair. He wants her.

Her soles are the next prise, lodged in her strappy high-heeled slippers, he postures them on his lap and lets his man-meat slip up and down against them for a time.

Decently swell and well-prepped to drizzle, he lets himself have her, experiencing her cock-squeezing steaming honeypot hugging his sore beef whistle. She is the medicine that cures the anguish and gives him the rush of life and zeal. He pulverizes her rigid, slamming himself deep inwards her until---pulling out and bursting all over her tummy.

Facialed with his seman, he is ended. She is just a think now, laying before him. Used up, he has nothing left for her, so leaves her cooling shape on the desk she lived at say and night for years.

All this, in just thirty as someone waits for his paramour patiently in a cafe on Belmont. She will never come.

Runtime : 25min 42s
File Size : 72.3 MB
Resolution : 448x336

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