
Maggie Green walks in on you jerking off to those catalogs of hers, cock in hand and load already splashed across the glossy pages. She laughs, all thick curves and cocky grin, tells you you’re a filthy little perv. Then she tells you to do it again. But this time she wants every drop landing on her—tits, tongue, wherever the fuck she decides—while she watches you stroke it out like a good boy who just got caught.
Maggie Green walks in on you jerking off to those catalogs of hers, cock in hand and load already splashed across the glossy pages. She laughs, all thick curves and cocky grin, tells you you’re a filthy little perv. Then she tells you to do it again. But this time she wants every drop landing on her—tits, tongue, wherever the fuck she decides—while she watches you stroke it out like a good boy who just got caught.