“That…” She lost her breath
BDSM. I kissed her breasts one then the other squeezing the one I wasn’t suckling and then switching and switching again nibbling on her nipples as it did even tugging on one between my teeth just to see her face twist in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Creampie. A grey satin, hi-cut thong, I can still see it, four years later. I slid them up my legs and I felt every brush of contact that made with my skin
“That…” She lost her breath
BDSM. I kissed her breasts one then the other squeezing the one I wasn’t suckling and then switching and switching again nibbling on her nipples as it did even tugging on one between my teeth just to see her face twist in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Creampie. A grey satin, hi-cut thong, I can still see it, four years later. I slid them up my legs and I felt every brush of contact that made with my skin
“That…” She lost her breath
BDSM. I kissed her breasts one then the other squeezing the one I wasn’t suckling and then switching and switching again nibbling on her nipples as it did even tugging on one between my teeth just to see her face twist in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Creampie. A grey satin, hi-cut thong, I can still see it, four years later. I slid them up my legs and I felt every brush of contact that made with my skin
