Holding On Tight to You
Two hunters take solace in one another after a third one dies.
Tamara held back a moan as she opened her dark brown legs a bit wider. She was focused on the feel of the tongue darting between her thighs. The intensity of the pull of the lips that sucked her soaking clit were working her up something good. She moved closer to the corner against the wall. Her sweet torturer darted their lips inside her slit and up around her clit several agonizing times until she thought she might cras...