Mylee's Templates

Seven.

He grunts softly as his head is thrown back and he is rocked within his holdings. A tooth, half rotten and loose already goes flying from between his lips with a gob of spit and blood. Blood dribbles down his chin and when he slumps forwards it drips into a growing puddle between his bare feet.

Seven.

He grunts softly as his head is thrown back and he is rocked within his holdings. A tooth, half rotten and loose already goes flying from between his lips with a gob of spit and blood. Blood dribbles down his chin and when he slumps forwards it drips into a growing puddle between his bare feet.

Seven.

He grunts softly as his head is thrown back and he is rocked within his holdings. A tooth, half rotten and loose already goes flying from between his lips with a gob of spit and blood. Blood dribbles down his chin and when he slumps forwards it drips into a growing puddle between his bare feet.

Seven.

He grunts softly as his head is thrown back and he is rocked within his holdings. A tooth, half rotten and loose already goes flying from between his lips with a gob of spit and blood. Blood dribbles down his chin and when he slumps forwards it drips into a growing puddle between his bare feet.