C276 ~I don’t look like your wife~

~I don’t look like your wife~

Ken grabbed the light-skinned lanky, hour glass lady on the waist and lifted her to his shoulder as he sucked into her portable breast that stood firmly as that of virgins. His fingers pressed into her round nicely caked buttocks and he pinned her to the wall afterwards just to gain balance and support.

“What style do you want, client. I am a robot in bed