Personal Adventures
“Carey slowly lifted his hands. “I thought you were into it.”
The poor delusional man. She grabbed the tab on his shorts and yanked it open.
“You’re really hot, but sometimes you’re not that smart.” Her skin felt too small, or maybe her body was swollen with desire. Either way, she knew what she wanted.
The slack-jawed shock on his face as she eased his zipper down was priceless. When it was at half mast, she reached into his pants, too impatient not to touch that part of him that had been forev...er burned into her mind. The visual of Carey stroking himself was one she wouldn’t forget.
His hips shot off the couch at the first touch. He struggled for a grasp on the cushions and his face froze in a silent shout. She eased the zipper down the rest of the way and stroked down to the root of his cock. He had the kind of muscle definition that made a woman want to lick him from head to toe and back again. Especially the arrow-like indentations at his hips.
“You need to lose the shorts,”MoreLess
The poor delusional man. She grabbed the tab on his shorts and yanked it open.
“You’re really hot, but sometimes you’re not that smart.” Her skin felt too small, or maybe her body was swollen with desire. Either way, she knew what she wanted.
The slack-jawed shock on his face as she eased his zipper down was priceless. When it was at half mast, she reached into his pants, too impatient not to touch that part of him that had been forev...er burned into her mind. The visual of Carey stroking himself was one she wouldn’t forget.
His hips shot off the couch at the first touch. He struggled for a grasp on the cushions and his face froze in a silent shout. She eased the zipper down the rest of the way and stroked down to the root of his cock. He had the kind of muscle definition that made a woman want to lick him from head to toe and back again. Especially the arrow-like indentations at his hips.
“You need to lose the shorts,”MoreLess
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