My Indian-style pose opened up his dress shirt, and that was all I was wearing. xnx I might have had a bit of pent-up energy stored away!”
I looked down at his shorts, and there was a huge stain slowly spreading across the front. Today.”
“How about these?” I pointed to a really cute red strappy number on the display. Well, ummm.” I had to stop and think how to explain. His warm palms slid up the insides of my thighs, sending sparks to my brain. They said you were some sort of stockbroker? “Oh my,” he murmured half under his breath. “Fuck that feels good,” I panted in Bob’s ear. I’ll take these in a size 4!”
Goth boy was silent as he watched me pull up my panties the rest of the way, smearing his goo all over my soaking crotch as I did so.
