Papi
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Podcast Appearances
Holidays, a time for peace, for love, for presence. And do I have one for you. It's Poppy's Fifty Shades of Christmas. You're welcome.
Thank you, Papi. See, Greg? That's how it's done.
Thank you, Papi. See, Greg? That's how it's done.
Okay, time to start the show.
Okay, time to start the show.
Christian trails a sponge full of ice cream down the center of my body. He kisses each of my breasts and ****** each of my nipples hard. My mouth is already open from panting. I open wider and he slides a large cool metal object between my ******. Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down, up and down like a horse drawers. He flexes his hips so his ****** pushes against me.
Christian trails a sponge full of ice cream down the center of my body. He kisses each of my breasts and ****** each of my nipples hard. My mouth is already open from panting. I open wider and he slides a large cool metal object between my ******. Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down, up and down like a horse drawers. He flexes his hips so his ****** pushes against me.
Yes, right there. In the bathroom, it is all hot and steamy. I strip off my clothes and quickly clamber into the shower, and I haul up my face into the welcoming torrent. I want Christian Grey.
Yes, right there. In the bathroom, it is all hot and steamy. I strip off my clothes and quickly clamber into the shower, and I haul up my face into the welcoming torrent. I want Christian Grey.
Michelangelo's David has nothing on him. Es suficiente, Papi.
Michelangelo's David has nothing on him. Es suficiente, Papi.
This is the Don Levatar Show with the Stoogads.
This is the Don Levatar Show with the Stoogads.
This is the Dan Levatard Show with the Stugatz.
This is the Dan Levatard Show with the Stugatz.
Yo, chicken time!
Yo, chicken time!
This is the Dan Levitar Show with the Stugatz Podcast.
This is the Dan Levitar Show with the Stugatz Podcast.
I want you sore, baby, he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, literally torment. Backward, forward, every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I have been here, only me. You are mine.