She waggled her bum, almost in my face, there was her cunt, glistening wet and I slid two fingers between its lips
. Sarah was, as usual, flirting outrageously with Bob and he was responding in kind.
. She swung her feet down to the cold floorboards and crept to her husband’s room, then shimmied out of her nightclothes and, mindful of the cold, slipped under the blankets next to him. And although the lessons people learned weren’t necessarily ones they could put into words (not words that were fit for polite company, anyway), lessons they were all the same
She waggled her bum, almost in my face, there was her cunt, glistening wet and I slid two fingers between its lips
. Sarah was, as usual, flirting outrageously with Bob and he was responding in kind.
. She swung her feet down to the cold floorboards and crept to her husband’s room, then shimmied out of her nightclothes and, mindful of the cold, slipped under the blankets next to him. And although the lessons people learned weren’t necessarily ones they could put into words (not words that were fit for polite company, anyway), lessons they were all the same
She waggled her bum, almost in my face, there was her cunt, glistening wet and I slid two fingers between its lips
. Sarah was, as usual, flirting outrageously with Bob and he was responding in kind.
. She swung her feet down to the cold floorboards and crept to her husband’s room, then shimmied out of her nightclothes and, mindful of the cold, slipped under the blankets next to him. And although the lessons people learned weren’t necessarily ones they could put into words (not words that were fit for polite company, anyway), lessons they were all the same
