It would’ve been too obvious. we didn’t really talk about what we had just done. Xxnx I was seriously craving her pussy. Hair all down, and I wanted to lick those beads of water off her entire body. Somedays I feel like a slave to my biology; like a pig for staring at a girl’s chest or whatever I may be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of. We had our little group that always hung out; there was me, Karen, Jordon and Tony. I probably only had about a dozen or so pairs at my peak. She felt it poke her leg and she giggled. So here I present to you my TRUE story, 99.9% true (names have been changed), with no omissions or exagerations. She was about an inch shorter than me, and she had brown hair and brown eyes; a real brunette.




















