His lips moved over hers as his hands stroked her back, ever so gently
teasing the swells of her breasts as he almost, but not quite, tried to
stroke them
. .
. I was nearing to the climaxBut you preferred to keep me edged As You put down the vibrator My unsatisfied skin and soul ached. My eyes spoke about the impatienceAs you were ready to take meMy skin started achingFor my covet started to flee
His lips moved over hers as his hands stroked her back, ever so gently
teasing the swells of her breasts as he almost, but not quite, tried to
stroke them
. .
. I was nearing to the climaxBut you preferred to keep me edged As You put down the vibrator My unsatisfied skin and soul ached. My eyes spoke about the impatienceAs you were ready to take meMy skin started achingFor my covet started to flee
His lips moved over hers as his hands stroked her back, ever so gently
teasing the swells of her breasts as he almost, but not quite, tried to
stroke them
. .
. I was nearing to the climaxBut you preferred to keep me edged As You put down the vibrator My unsatisfied skin and soul ached. My eyes spoke about the impatienceAs you were ready to take meMy skin started achingFor my covet started to flee
