Aching For Her Own Touch

“Usual to drink?” I asked, remembering the whisky and vodka cocktail from last time, and heading for the kitchen. I’ve never had that done to me. XNXX My shirt was wet from sweat, my balls were soaked from a mixture of sweat, love juice and blood. Her sucking and hand shafting doubled in speed as did her bucking hips, twisting her pelvis upwards and against my hand. Two weeks had passed since that wet day and I had given up on them returning. She looks kind of ‘shy’.”
Stella burst out laughing, “You have no idea, Jay.”
“I don’t mind watching you.” said Tanya with a smile, lowering her eyes again. Perhaps the next time you come, we can take up where we left off?” I said with a wink, more in hope

Aching For Her Own Touch

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