Its easy to take off your clothes and have sex. People do it all the time.... But opening up your soul to someone, letting them into your sprit, thoughts, fears, future, hopes and dreams.... thats being naked....
Xoxoxo
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Guru003 kavithapatil Guru003 wrote on kavithapatil's profile.
Hello. Hegiddira?
Tujhe ilm hee nahi tha ki mujhe tumse kitni mohabbat thi, Khata ye teri bhi nahi thi, Mujhe jatana hee na aaya.
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RandikaLOVER Randirajkumari RandikaLOVER wrote on Randirajkumari's profile.
Bada land doodh rahi ho meri randiiii
I'm being extra naughty right now. I think I might need to be punished...
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viratlali Sakshiiiii viratlali wrote on Sakshiiiii's profile.
చHi
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Sweet_Daddy IFuckOldMen Sweet_Daddy wrote on IFuckOldMen's profile.
wish this Dad deserve you
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Sweet_Daddy KritikaRath Sweet_Daddy wrote on KritikaRath's profile.
It could be fabulous, if you are the same as if at Profile Pic.
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vickyoberoi666 IFuckOldMen vickyoberoi666 wrote on IFuckOldMen's profile.
hi
There’s no such thing as wasted time when you’re laughing, loving, or doing whatever makes you feel alive.
She doesn’t need to say a word. Her sweat speaks for her—commanding, dominant, irresistible.
A true matriarch in heat… and I’m just the weak boy begging to serve her scent.
A true matriarch in heat… and I’m just the weak boy begging to serve her scent.
That’s where I want my face—buried deep, licking, sniffing, moaning like a dirty slave while she smirks and holds me there.
She lifts her arm just a little, and that wave of warm, salty scent hits me—intoxicating, filthy, addictive.
Her yellow blouse clings to her cleavage, soaked and dark from the sweat... but it’s under those arms where her real scent lives.
Her yellow blouse clings to her cleavage, soaked and dark from the sweat... but it’s under those arms where her real scent lives.