Fingers pressing within you and deft digits pleasuring your bud until you lay back, tired and resigned to your fate. “Darkest greetings my Dear” Read 17130 times |
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Irishpassion
JezWolf
You sit and read, until you feel a presence enter the room behind you, fearing to confront them you sit still in terror as you hear the slight brush of cloth. Xxx You feel your jeans being pushed down as you give into this pleasure, one set of fingers dipping into your wetness as they circle your sweet clitoris and the other fingers dipping and playing within you, you feel your orgasm rising within you, growing like a surging colossal wave. Hands massage your back as other hands gently knead your breasts, your body feels on fire as wave after wave of pleasure runs through you.
