#377046 - Izabel whimpered gently as she felt fingers, slow and with an angelic touch caress slowly from the root of her soft cock to the tip, feeling him squeeze the still malleable length between his fingers. Are you sure? They all say that too, after they take one look at my body and decide they want to get me drunk so I'll fuck them. Aaand? He asked, prompting her to continue with her confession.