christie mccarthy

A minute later of coyly staring at her dads naked back, he pushed the steaming mug in front of her face. He gave her a quick smile and then went about his morning prep, getting meals ready and putting the dishes away from the dishwasher. Not under his scrutiny anymore, Sarah picked up her mug and give it a sniff. Her nose wrinkled as she made a face, but she took a big sip anyway. It was going to be a long day.

Breast milk and tit sucking. I am in fucking LOVE with that stuff!!I can latch on a nipple and just suck away for hours if you ask me hahaa!tons of stuff but mainly smell, hair, and sweat. don't really know what it is about it that does it for me but it just does lmao.literally the hottest thing ever to me if a person has an unshaved asshole.Breeding!Fucking raw is the best thing in the world, no matter which hole.

Seraph circled Phune, avoiding the mage’s attacks while replying with blasts of holy energy. They were small and weak bursts, as Seraph had little mana to spare, and were meant to distract more than harm, at least long enough for him to get in close and land a hit with his mace. That said, Phune wouldn’t have made it this far in the tournament if he could be defeated by such rudimentary tactics. He was quick on his feet, able to dodge with great skill and summon water barriers to block Seraph’s magic. Seraph was being kept at a distance, and getting in too close without a proper opening would be suicide.