“How slow," I ask wrapping her legs around my waist and lifting her into my lap, causing her to moan with the change of position. "So slow I can feel you enter my soul," she whispers.” — Crystal Spears Copy Share Image
“I want it real slow, baby."- Winter "How slow?"- Braxxon "So slow I can feel you entering my soul."- Winter” — Crystal Spears Copy Share Image
