Forbidden Collection
It sprang out, veiny and rock-hard, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
Gogo didn’t waste time. She leaned in, her full lips parting as she took the tip into her mouth. Van gripped the edge of the table. “This stuffing is… really good,” he managed, shoving a forkful into his mouth to cover a groan. Grandma nodded approvingly. “Family recipe!” Down below, Gogo was sucking him slow and deep, her tongue swirling around the head, then sliding down the shaft. I could hear the faint wet sounds—slurp, slurp—as she bobbed her head, her big tits brushing against his knees. Her cheeks hollowed out, taking him deeper, gagging softly but keeping it quiet. Van’s hips bucked involuntarily, pushing m