“Shit!” I cried, as her pelvis grinded into my crotch, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I made my way down the final street, to find that the door was locked. I looked up and saw a look of mischief and amusement in her eyes, as she kept grinding into me, watching my reaction intently. She arched her back, and squeezed her legs close, trapping my head. “Actually I prefer mature girls” I admitted, knowing from her shy smile I had said the right thing. She arched her back, and squeezed her legs close, trapping my head. Read 31044 times |
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“Sorry, can we slow down a bit, my feet are killing.” I looked at my watch, and saw we were almost late.
