No one could feel my sorrow, my anguish, so I carried on crying, lamenting the loss of Lucy, my Lucy . "Don't I always?", she asked, a playful expression on her face. . I was on my side looking at her gorgeous form, the long curves, shapely tits and thighs, pretty face and I knew I would fuck her again, not just then, but soon. She pressed her tits together so the nipples were touching so I delightedly abused both at the same time
No one could feel my sorrow, my anguish, so I carried on crying, lamenting the loss of Lucy, my Lucy . "Don't I always?", she asked, a playful expression on her face. . I was on my side looking at her gorgeous form, the long curves, shapely tits and thighs, pretty face and I knew I would fuck her again, not just then, but soon. She pressed her tits together so the nipples were touching so I delightedly abused both at the same time
No one could feel my sorrow, my anguish, so I carried on crying, lamenting the loss of Lucy, my Lucy . "Don't I always?", she asked, a playful expression on her face. . I was on my side looking at her gorgeous form, the long curves, shapely tits and thighs, pretty face and I knew I would fuck her again, not just then, but soon. She pressed her tits together so the nipples were touching so I delightedly abused both at the same time
