(Naomi Woods) – Naomi ngọt ngào – MOFOS

(Naomi Woods) – Sweet Naomi – MOFOS Then she stood up. “Am I late?” I asked, glancing at the table. Even if we have an open relationship, you’d have to be my priority, and I clearly can’t do that right now. “What?” I asked sleepily. Friday, 12:28 pm

The elevator doors opened, and I walked into the living room feeling like a complete fuck. “Yes,” she said, her auburn eyes scanning my face. “I feel like I just lost a close friend. Good. You may not be boyfriend material yet, but give it some time. There was another, but he was parking the car. After what felt like an eternity, Emily finally looked back at me and gave me a tight-lipped smile—the first I’d seen from her in days. Those words were laced with more than a simple declarative statement. “Because I went to Natalie, Danni! I felt like I’d done the right thing and hated myself for doing it. She trailed her lips lower and started sucking on one of my nipples as if it would produce anything for her to drink. She blinked away a few more before they could slip free. Understanding what she wanted, I stood up just in time for her to wrap her fingers around my hard cock and swallow half of it in one go, sealing her beautiful lips around its girth. Natashya, on the other hand…

“This isn’t very monogamous behavior,” I said, working even harder to keep my hands in check. I’d been a little concerned that VanCamp might have tried to make a play for them since he’d already tried kidnapping one of them.