Kiwi

About Kiwi

CLASSIC PHOTOGRAPHY FROM THE JULY 2002 HUSTLER

“This palm tree reminds me of the monster cock that was drilling me last night,” Kiwi smiles, caressing the smooth trunk as her lips purse in carnal remembrance. “He fucked my brains out, but it happened so quick, I didn’t even come. Thank goodness for lazy days.” Kiwi smears lube across her twat. “I have ten fingers and all the time in the world. You can’t hurry a good rush.”