We’re just talking” Jenn’s voice quivered as she glanced over her shoulder. She was wearing a towel around her voluptuous tits and ass and a towel in her hair. Xxnx Don’t sell her any more, you sick fucker”. I wasn’t sure how it would change our relationship, but I was really hoping to make good on that last exchange. she began moaning louder through the wall. then look over her small frame into the mirror while I slowly thigh-fucked her. Or jacking off to her for that matter. I couldn’t help it. “Mmmmm-hmmm” she moaned in agreement. Precum began flowing down onto my hand in a steady stream and I subconsciously began tiny little strokes up and down, just barely massaging my frenulum with the slick liquid. “We got thin walls, okay!? I’ll let you take it from my cock any time” I joked.
