Alcina Dimitrescu
Dimitrescu thirsty for seed
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Such pity I've come to realize that only now a man thing seed is tastier his bloodAlcina said watching her newest adquisition,a gift from mother miranda,a young and lean specimen with his long atributes in between his legs Alcina walked into the light of the room in her amazonic beauty towering over any human and having to lower her head to pass through the door,revealing her black gothic style lingerie,her graceful centuries old body highlighte by bras and corsets holding her ample bossom the size and weight of someone head,her thick legs as wide as an adult chest, wide hips closer to an image of a fertility goddess and a derriere so vast and invinting one could her ass cheeks jiggling from the front as she strode forward,her sleek yet powerful fingers touching a beatiful cock arranged just for her