The Mack Catches A Real Fox

[Daddy Mack]

But that golden haired cunt ain't around these parts for we got The Mack leaping on to Elizabeth Marret who lays on a sofa in her room backstage scrolling through her phone. A black dress on, so Elizabeth smacks Mack to settle him down and The Showsteala in his ring tights and nothing else hops up behind her sitting on the back of the sofa to rub his lady's bare shoulders. Mack peering over her head of dark hair with a few curls and some of them streaked ruby red to look down the front of the dress to those firm, plump breasts of a hot mama. Elizabeth scrolling through her phone still, but her eyes begin rolling up as she falls into rhythm with Mack's hands dancing on her shoulders and back with a sensation of pure ecstasy. The Mack moving up and down Elizabeth's spine tingling her just right and the phone soon drops to the floor. Elizabeth's body almost falling into Mack's hands as he has that smug smirk of arrogance with sarcasm beaming bright from them baby blues. Mack working hard into those muscles loosening Elizabeth up so much she bends forward and turns around to kneel up before her man. The Mack easing down on the sofa still with that look and Elizabeth reaches up to pull him into a wild kiss before she pulls him by the front of his tights to meet her mouth with what is underneath. And you can imagine what happens next, so do that as this scene is over, goodnight.