I want to feel that tongue shoved between my thighs.”
Kristina’s fingers dug deeper inside me, exploring my depths in their quest to find my G-spot while her thumb ground against my clit. xnx My passion drown me, pleasure flooding through my body as her fingers gently stroked my vulva. When Diane came back she had a naughty smile painted on her porcelain face. She lived up on the second floor and I climbed the concrete stairs quickly, breathing heavily as I knocked on her doors. “I don’t know,” I muttered. I had to fight through the notoriously bad traffic on Pacific Highway to get there. They were friends, which kind of concerned me. My own pussy. “You like my dirty toes, slut?” Diane demanded.
