I paid extra attention to my back side trying to get it as clean as I could but had to be really gentile since it was still burning from all the stretching and penetration that it endured just a short while ago. So I had a choice: cover my bottom half, or my chest. Xxnx As these thoughts entered my mind I realized just how hypocritical this all was, despising the men in the supermarket for looking at my boobs like that earlier, lusting over my curves, and then using my “assets” to make my poor little brother cream all over my hand… I felt dirty just thinking about it, but then again lately that’s how I felt almost all the time.
