Her Thoughts On A Bus
I am not a lesbian but at certain times such a gently touch brings shivers to my body.
I am not a lesbian but at certain times such a gently touch brings shivers to my body.
They had a yellow shade due to the burning candles, I threw the top off. Her breasts were waitin, just for my one touch.
I pressed his face to my bosom and rubbed it through out. I felt his hands on my ass. He had a feast of them. He touched me all over my thighs, he wanted to come inside me, but that’s not the part of the dance isn’t it.
I was kissing and kissing for first time of my life closed eyes, frozen hands and traveling mind with paces never seen