rubbing against her sodden slit. Gripping her twin's rear even tighter, the redhead tried to pull Astrid inside~.
"Gods above... Mfff... Fuck me... Fuck me like I fuck you~!!"
Like primal beasts. Their connection was as unbreakable as it was taboo~.
Daddy~.
Gods, it's all she'll ever need.
Who could have predicted the tables turning like this? Such a miracle drug allowing for this moment to happen?
Not Gunnhild. That being said, she was too excited to consider any of that right now, especially as Astrid rolled on top of her.
She could feel the throbbing shaft and bulbous tip>
"The things I would do to this good little Christ girl. I would paint her inside and out."
Now imagine if the wall of the stall had a hole in it~.
