How close are you? XXNX Flattening your hand, it too starts to disappear beneath clothing. With a wicked smile, your legs part fractionally further and I watch as your hand disappears into your waist-band up to the wrist. OK, give me a moment. …
Mmhmmm, yes it was, and you? One look at your lips and they’re all I can think about. ————————————————————————————————————————————————-
A Conversation Begins
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A conversation, just like any other, starts with the ‘hellos’ and ‘hows are you?’. Mmm, reeeally? A tiny laugh escapes your lips at seeing the effect you are having on me, but you don’t break the mood. Your lips and tongue have long since stolen the last biscuit crumbs from your fingertips, yet still they dance, ever slower, ever more sensual, captivating me in their repetitive motions. Sure enough, pleasant sighs and groans and gasps waft my way, from within and without. I’ll be back in a few, just off to clean up a little. OK, give me a moment. What will I do about it? Cum for me, please – I can’t hold back any longer.
