The bird wearing a collar is saddled up happily while you take out the homework to make me study.

The feeling of each round of internal friction made me naïve, every click was a heartbeat. I bent over and sat on top of him, my hair drooping, my breasts swaying with every push. My whole body was smooth and hot, I moaned softly as my cock steadily deepened.
Her hands clung to his shoulders, and her buttocks actively shrugged up and down, wet, soft and satisfying. However, in the midst of the most dazzling depression, he suddenly picked up the workbook, put it on the table, and said in a low but decisive voice: "Sit down, do the test."