Masie sits with morning cuppa, eyes atwinkling with mischief, face aglow with a radiant smile, to last, where eyes atwinkle…, the set is a cavalcade of carnal delights as Masie frolics friskily and flirtatiously around the kitchen. Nothing escapes her mischievous eye for as she writes “[…] what things could turn you on in the kitchen […]”, cups become bra cups, a laundry hamper clambered into, a scrubbing brush, well it has a handle… On the floor, in and out of the hamper, on a chair on the work surface she, with gleeful abandon frolics, her antics wonderfully captured by Jacki in compositions that eloquently portray Masie’s beauty, her ebullient, effervescent character and the fun being had. A joyous delight of a set for which my thanks are due to Jacki the team and Masie.
Stop talking and fuck me!
Damon Dice has been on the phone for hours, and he’s sick of his mother, Haley Reed. Haley warms herself up with her sweaty palms and then saunters out to get her way, strutting out of the bedroom wearing only a sheer bra and panty ensemble. Damon does everything he […]
