Then she stopped, fully inside of me. And I was loving it. xnx The door to the hall slowly crept open, and there she stood, wearing nothing but sheer lingerie, with her thong lacy and black and her purple bra barely covering her glorious breasts. Casually, she tossed the bra off the side of the bed, and leant back in for that kiss, finally allowing us to connect. Her fingers fiddled and rubbed over the tip, which was both a mix of pain and unbearable pleasure. A sly, mischievous smile crept across her face as she started to lean forward. She lent in for a kiss, but once again stopped short, smiling again, and pulling back. I could feel how wet she must be through proxy, the nights efforts absolutely saturating the fabric.




















