“I'm Cumming bitch
Read more. Sandra handed me the cup of hot chocolate and walked into the living room.
. I knew it was wrong, she was my best friend, we were both straight, never thought about each other in that way, well not openly. I pulled her close, pressing harder with my hand; she reached out for me, moving her hand down my body scratching as she went, growling under her breath, my turn to feel out of control
“I'm Cumming bitch
Read more. Sandra handed me the cup of hot chocolate and walked into the living room.
. I knew it was wrong, she was my best friend, we were both straight, never thought about each other in that way, well not openly. I pulled her close, pressing harder with my hand; she reached out for me, moving her hand down my body scratching as she went, growling under her breath, my turn to feel out of control
“I'm Cumming bitch
Read more. Sandra handed me the cup of hot chocolate and walked into the living room.
. I knew it was wrong, she was my best friend, we were both straight, never thought about each other in that way, well not openly. I pulled her close, pressing harder with my hand; she reached out for me, moving her hand down my body scratching as she went, growling under her breath, my turn to feel out of control
