Amateur drunk wife sharing her body
My throat raw. But I didn't care.
" He stared at the floor and cleared his throat.
The high-end retailers. Kind of makes me glad I don't have a lot of money to spend.
He was warm against my palms. The head so soft under my lips.
My mind was still reeling that he was doing this to me-as delicious as it was-when he hopped up onto the couch into a kneeling position.
"I know it was your mom's, but it's just a pan.
I expected him to come around to stand by me.
A few more strokes later, I was coming again but unable to make a sound.