Riding astride the chest of a large breastedmilk maid prior to releasing a portion of tadpole soup twixt the humps and over the face..
Miss Jones's tits are made for jug surfing! What greater pleasure can a gentleman have than to get his solid masculinity in the trough between the soft pulpy wonders and thrust away till the cream beans come out to play!
Throne surfing has been a guilty pleasure of mine for quite some time. There's nothing quite like doing your business while you're doing your business.
An act carried out mainly by grotesque mardy middle aged women from kimberley. They surf the mediterranean for cock with the main objective being to find the man with the most rape charges before making a crash landing on his grubby disease ridden phallus. They would return and tell colleagues about their phallic tales before returning to conquer the next unfortunate mediterranean isle.