Breeding booty ready for a hard pounding!

Love it!!!!!! I wanna bite your nipes till your pussy juice is running down your legs!!!!

Bet one could lick her all over and never find a salty spot______Gorgeous!

In response to frogg7, of one month ago: I, Sir, do resist! I must! And I will! Yes! So, frogg7, you have your answer. There is such a man. He is I. And though this undeniably perfect young lass has Everything,,, and she is the rarest of glorified singularities that only appear once - only ONCE - with each new millennium - anointed with infinite grace, she is, and none know of greater beauty [I may risk losing my wits if I am unable to regain control over my own she holds it for now] -  so we are absolutely blessed beyond all expectation., are we not? She is a feast for the senses. I am I RESIST! I mean, to not well, this is surely doom! So unique is this Heavenly gem; and wildly exotic! Her moves? Mesmerizingly other-worldly. And that Oh, me oh, in that face! For my eyes, a FIRST! And do I dare entertain the thought that No! Intolerable, I say. Could this come to that, indeed, this may be a LAST? In self defense, I resist! If not, Love pounces. Omnipotent Love. And from The only ; It is then that you may count me as lost. Yet my drifting now and formless,,, Whoa! Um. Okay. I'm back, I feel. I'm fine. Never better, Sir. A lapse is all, you know. Peculiar yet understandable. Such is her Good. Back from infinity, me thinks. Forgive me, please, and I beg your leave now. My senses are returning. She is much too young. I am a fool, I know. I am compelled to steal one last glance, so that upon my soul her image emblazed, forever? You see, until now, I've not gazed on any other face which might compare - not even remotely. Within her visage one has ALL that is necessary. Life! Life is there! And when I face my darkest hour, my mind's eye brings me to her, and I know it is there that her beauty smolders - in her I am bathed by the embers left for me; and in those precious diminishing flames, she shall release her salvation - for if Well, I need this; please, I need to be so afraid and alone and undeserving? No! Mustn't remain on target. Hang ! Please, My lady. Please! I beseech of you. Please, my comforting upon this foolish man; it is at this sorrowful moment that my strength shall have but one source - only emptiness within this wretched vessel - and that source warms me from above and comforts me as none other, though I'll not deserve it, but my selfishness is ever prevailing, and it defeats my I can not Resist? Resist? No! Hopeless. Gone. Perfect. For me, there is only submission. Frogg7, Sir, were it answers that you sought? I've only just now considered that I may have spoken out of turn? Perhaps, you were speaking rhetorically? In that case, then, I beg your pardon. Please ignore my intrusion. For this, I shall be eternally grateful. On this, my Word.