When her hand met the top of his pants she hesitated, she hated undoing a man’s pants and belt. As he lay on top of her unmoving, she knew she would never be able to get rid of him. Soon the head was in.
When her hand met the top of his pants she hesitated, she hated undoing a man’s pants and belt. As he lay on top of her unmoving, she knew she would never be able to get rid of him. Soon the head was in.