09-02-2018, 10:34 AM
Ronan kept up his humping, developing into quick first humping, developing into firm hard thrusts, moaning and mooing with each hard thrust and pound, he gripped at his mates hips and pounded in firmly. "Ohh g...god s...so good... n...not gonna last long" he tells him, neither aware of the milky mess that Ronan was leaving, his udder leaking with each slap against Storms legs.
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