Between Your Thighs: A Second Taste

Or I could stop him, take his battering ram from his hand and lead him through the open door already dedicated to him. From top to bottom I could see his short hair, shoulders wide enough for me to sit comfortably on, strong biceps, chest muscles bulging like sails, abdomen like a statue, long, well-built legs, and that big thing dangling between them. Porn I loved that lingerie, but I’d have to worry about that later because I now fully naked except for my clear nightie. Or I could stop him, take his battering ram from his hand and lead him through the open door already dedicated to him. I approved of his method with a quiet sigh, but not with a cheeky giggle. As he ravaged my love hole with his hasty lips and teeth, his drool soaking the thin cotton thong between us came from his mouth, or maybe from my secret fount.