Hungry For Her: A Sapphic Kitchen Encounter With Briget Kristine

I looked to the door and two police officers came into the room carrying a blanket and bolt cutters. I put my hands on the outside of her thighs just above her knees, and ran my palms indulgently up her smooth, sexy legs in parallel, sliding my fingers under the hem of her shirt until they came into contact with her elasticated underwear. Porn Vicky’s eyes slowly opened and she twitched, startled, before remembering where she was and who she was with, realising to her dismay that it had not all been a terrible dream. “About those things I said to you…” I said, feeling guilt for the way my talk had dehumanised her earlier, “… I was content to stay here with her forever! Vicky got off the bed and hesitantly knelt where I had instructed her. Then she pulled her trousers on, followed by her shirt, which she butttoned up.

Hungry For Her: A Sapphic Kitchen Encounter With Briget Kristine

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