She stood by the door
POV. “Do you want to touch it?” she asked.
. My cock was hard enough to pound nails, and hers felt the same way in my mouth. I'd been thinking of this speech for some time, and, sitting on the edge of the coffee table, rattled it off: "I'm not gay", I said, "but the idea of a woman with a cock excites me
She stood by the door
POV. “Do you want to touch it?” she asked.
. My cock was hard enough to pound nails, and hers felt the same way in my mouth. I'd been thinking of this speech for some time, and, sitting on the edge of the coffee table, rattled it off: "I'm not gay", I said, "but the idea of a woman with a cock excites me
She stood by the door
POV. “Do you want to touch it?” she asked.
. My cock was hard enough to pound nails, and hers felt the same way in my mouth. I'd been thinking of this speech for some time, and, sitting on the edge of the coffee table, rattled it off: "I'm not gay", I said, "but the idea of a woman with a cock excites me
