Jag vaknade på morgonen och jag var knullad, iklädd en tröja, han cum inuti och efter det slickade han sin sperma

Monelil woke up early one morning, feeling drained after a restless night. As he stretched and yawned, he noticed the chill in the air, so he reached for his favorite sweater. The soft, worn fabric provided a comforting embrace as he made his way to the kitchen for a much-needed cup of coffee. Despite the lingering exhaustion, the warmth of the sweater and the promise of a good fuck helped her face the day ahead