by Paolo Labico
He patted his chest, armor jingling, "Paullus"
She smiled, her hips beginning to squirm beneath him.
"Maybe I am blessed by Fortuna after all..."
All contents © Copyright 1996-2024. Literotica is a registered trademark.
Desktop versionT.O.S.PrivacyReport a ProblemSupport
Version 1.0.2+1f1b862.6126173
We are testing a new version of this page. It was made in 52 milliseconds