Chapter 1 X-Rated Lips Oh! Yes

The sheen in her eyes her name was Maggie only turned violet hues but her lips could talk beneath her wings. He wasn’t above her cheating lips went sixty-nine erotic cases in all sexual pleasure positions shades under below his Huh? He must have got smeared so many Constantine times.He was spilling his exotic love protein from her lips dark crimson eludes like an angel but she was far from heaven lips were more the color of a red demon. He who fucks the fastest gets all the fuck shares $ and more he couldn’t quite Brooklyn bridge the gap without Maggie to do her. If you believe that I will sell you the Brooklyn bridge lips were her sex tools what assets. Please don’t cross the boss. He rides in a tinted dark car Constantine so no one can see him I wonder why but he’s a sucker for lips.She shut her eyes and let him take over the edge it wasn't that she had somewhere to go she was at the mercy he was the master Dante of his lip trade he could seduce anyone.There was no point that she would look up at her erotic Godiva lips ceiling to see the Victorian heavenly styled just her way. These lips were so perfected in his erotic built him into their fantasies and more. But he had a way of turning the story real.

They are the perfect match they both love to entice one another. His voice took over his name is Damien hard but had her taste of velvet Dante and Damien were blood brothers but from different fathers

She was wholly bloody Mary lip money I said yeah “Lip Essential” so potent $ Potential?”To be so aware of his transactions what love afflictions of him.You cannot reproduce me like I am some kind of record. Please give me time to travel I certainly need a break and for the record, I am not your lip turner. Her lips skimming through his trail in seduction hair he drifted like a big river tide pleasure how he loved drifting_drifting & wanting so much more.

What a “Smash what a Sage cosmetically speaking all her designer lip blows Box” I got on him? with some of them, it was a macho image moral rich one.This was a business Trump Lip shape tower in charge Mr, Devlin and his partner Dimitri they were working on this HTML H for hot thrust for T were sex machines designed for all me code that had to do with lips. Wait a minute for abbreviation it meant hell to my lips and look at him with his climax of sex comedy Leno's chin said nothing lip personal. She spoke out to say the hell to you sucker. This girl was waiting outside the office the girl had her wallet out of in shape of Chanel lips waiting to give him some down payment to this Huntsman. But this is a lucrative business Miss Glossy it was springtime. But more like Hitler in springtime if you know what I mean it should have been changed to Lip tipster in hell time It was a control he perfected these lips it was his man thing his mantra. Have sex let's explore we don't have much time to ignore.

They heard this big explosion!! She said what the hell is that? Louder than a tiger on hot tin roof-boom: they needed to get the lip style hand made guns. She looked at him but she got turned on awe with his physique and broad shoulders. How he held her with his gun it smoked right through her eyes. Her strawberry lips smoking hot he got an edible bite. He loved his water “European” feel stays close to his heart.She watched the play of light and that shadow amazing glow over his face.

A voice comes out “Get over it baby” Constantine could make any women melt with his tough leather tip words. Maybe baby that could be the passion that she exactly was craving.Oh, baby, you have better danger to take care of. What’s to endure such pleasure mercilessly so vigorously she stepped forward and he flooded me down. She was Goth dark sex edge smoking on fire feeling like the City girl Maggie in her ripe climax of her Citroen. Let’s get some French coffee steamy hot you know how men want you they say how delicious your V-spot is and love racy dripping all soiled. She was just so spoiled. She needed help those car Corvettes of the Carretti’s. I know what you are going through sometimes you are oversexed and that's a good thing you need to restart your mind to fuel your pleasures out on overdrive Bugatti engine.

He was the “Re’my” of the rebirth of sex kisses he had three sex impatient brothers he had the magnet holding her Sage breast he was brutal at his best. Why is it that we need to feel so much pain and the pleasure gets ways too boring. she wore the shapely erotic flood me that opened so much everyone's fingers got inside her. Everything was os visual words got hot so perverted with his ladies. They were walking on the street it was named Rue Monsieur Le Prince it seemed to fit him erotically he was the ruler. Her measurements fit the Bill.

She was sliding her tongue against his Man eater lips. He was sexy how she loved her sugar” I Phone smelled of pussies and willows Apple” all the way up to his rough-edged chain of sin. She smiled and was thinking to herself so many balls and we need more whips and chains she said please God have mercy lips became the new bid in the red hot district. They were taking women for surgery so they would put them on another model that had undesirable lips everything was on cock hold reserved kiss on? What a hold on me or since this was the time sultry soft delicate hands France merci beaucoup she was wearing this sexy Parisian style dress Sage was a knockout but super critical with everything about sex yellow like the goddess sun This was not a doll Porn collector made in France expensive dolls they were making erotic trolls he was like the matador bull collector Her hot lips loved to travel she had been everywhere in he's been everywhere inside them. They were men they were love unleashed have seen her inside every cave. They had all lips that needed to be perfected before they can come out on the erotic market. he could see her mind working in the restaurant took a seat looking through water. Too bad my dream man wasn’t my waiter taking my heart of an order.

Seeing double set what's his pleasure S and M lips kissing lustfully me or Maggie working her erotic silk ropes to save him like a flood fountain how she bathed with mercy time,

He said turnover baby like he was going to bruise her over again this is war time. Don't Hitler me I am not always the Babe on the attention it better be worth the traveling trip.This man was carving erotic figurines and work of art strokes all over statuette’s leaving all kinds of hearts. Bad boy lips give him detention. He broke my back another one he left his heart trails all over women’s smudge stick on the City tracks. If the detectives wanted to find their information all over the track. That wasn't so smart.

Why did this happen and to me? Was he the professor of the Princeton University studying lips of passion and her will. Stop stepping all over me I do have an Einstein's brain even Einstein did something bad marrying his cousin. All in the family let me just sit down in my lip chair I need to plan this better. I felt my lips were going to freeze find your own haven pull your pants up.Have lips and I travel and get away from my Maggie may I also interject I am not your lip sucker of a project. Clean up your dirty lips in those picture frames I am somewhere right in my rainbow.

They need to meet somewhere in the middle you getting to boxer low to the nitty gritty bottom lips because I own my lips baby. This is not a candy concession stand. Her hair was bunched up revealing the erotic lines of her neck did he love to lick every sex blooded part of her. Everyone had cold feet they were scared all from the swinger lip club Miranda and Christina were best friends they have been through a lot of turmoil you could see it through her lips. How the men suppressed an inner meaning they were mesmerized something that stays with your heart and cock pace.He drew in a deep breath and said to her I love you are we missing something inside his mind__and throat so feral. I love to undress you the Military live met his jungle kissed her like there was no tomorrow. How one day can be so Maggie magnificent lips pleasant.Or how do we find the time to even put on one fucking lipstick!! She was so shadowed in by his smile, she was seeing too many stars, at last, she forgot about her lips for the moment.He was laughing sucking her in. Those lips traveled all over he had the same wicked grin.

This man was carving erotic figurines what a Constantine and work of art strokes all over statuette’s leaving all kinds of hearts.He broke my back another one he left his hearts trails all over was women’s smudge stick on the City tracks.Why did this happen and to me?

There were too many contrasts those crazy lip lines instead of staying put they were erotically dripping all over him when he got home his Wife saw all the rainbow colors how they darkened their spirit. Was he the professor of the Princeton University studying lips of passion and her will. Things were so tainted. Stop stepping all over me she was at this party they all demolished her they were starved these men I felt my lips were going to lip rehab find your own haven pull your pants up.Have lips and I travel and get away from my lips because I own my lips baby. This is not a cum or arm licks candy concession stand. Everyone had horny feet another hot lip trips this one took a beating they went to this hacienda in Madrid those Latin lips through her lips like it was her edge of interrogation. He drew in a deep breath and said to her I love you are we missing something inside her velvet vagina. I love to undress you he was the masochists so sadistic he loved to break up marriages he loved the control met his jungle kissed her like there was no tomorrow. How one day can be so pleasant.And oh! Well, there goes another divorce.

Or how do we find the time to even put on one fucking lipstick!! Too much adultery plots. All we do is travel and suck. She was so shadowed in by his Damien smile, she was seeing too many Maggie stars, at last, she forgot about her lips for the moment.But she kept on blowing so coquettish she had a million in one fetish. Her forevermore and his heretofore they were lip team.So constant to the end of the lipstick what a Constantine. He's constantly looking at me when I put my **** to him lipstick on.