My eyes followed her brown legs up to her thicc (yes, I imagined it spelt that way) thighs, perfectly visible under a small bit of black fabric that passed for a skirt. Xnxx Her black hair was usually tied back in a long braid, but tonight it had been straightened, and hung loose over her shoulders and back. I looked down to see her delicate brown hand hovering over my obvious erection. “Such a gentleman” she purred “you’ve always been sweet with me. “You’ve never seen me all done up before, have you?” she asked, traces of seduction and humour mixing with her British accent. There was something so sexy about being able to see that. I remembered something, but it was difficult to think. Normally she dressed in casual clothes, usually a hoodie or t-shirt, with track pants or running shorts.
