charlie
Letting her legs fall to his waist in order to feel him properly blanket her, Charlie's pint-sized proportions might give the botanist an idea of what it's like for, ahem, bulkier and large men than he, to bed regularly slim women: Charlie's arms can hardly touch as they reach around his shoulders, and her small hands have the clefs of his shoulders serving as fingerholds as he enters her. Another exuberant moan leaves her, the sound choked briefly in her throat; Mateo is no small man but Charlie is a small woman, such that he'll enjoy a good deal more friction than he might otherwise be used to.
Pain of course is nothing that she minds, and so despite the pressure, she greedily presses the heels of her feet against him. "Your cock is enormous." Charlie sings out approvingly, her cheeks flushed the same ruby as her horns. "I love a man who knows what he's doing." She continues as her hands rove over Mateo's shoulders and upper back.
Pain of course is nothing that she minds, and so despite the pressure, she greedily presses the heels of her feet against him. "Your cock is enormous." Charlie sings out approvingly, her cheeks flushed the same ruby as her horns. "I love a man who knows what he's doing." She continues as her hands rove over Mateo's shoulders and upper back.
they say i did something bad
then why'd it feel so good?
then why'd it feel so good?
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
