I don’t let him find out my address or the license plate number of my car. His tongue licks slowly over my outer labia, and I arch my back to feel more. Xxnx Read 38007 times |
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“Still not a friend of underwear?” He asks playfully, and I lift my head to look him straight in the face. The obvious problem with such a scenario was the police that some idiot would get sooner or later. Then he kisses me as he lifts up my skirt, and I stand there from the waist down in just my pumps. At the same time, I feel his second finger touching my labia and imagine I can smell the excitement in his breath, which smells faintly of whisky.
