Wild Group Encounter In A Striking Blue Dress

The second hand on the clock seemed to tease her every time it made its move and even when it had finally made its full rotation she swore the minute hand didn’t move. She had known then and Bree had known she’d known. Bree’s heart thundered in her chest as with Trina’s help she wiggled out of her pants. Bree could feel her moving it in and out of her. Her phone buzzed again and she nearly dropped it. Bree could feel her moving it in and out of her. Once upstairs she went to Trina’s door and knocked gently… Together they lay there knowing that this was just the beginning.