She Then Lifted Them
Carol Grabbed My Rigid
She Began To Stroke
Feeling This Caused
Jen Giggled As She Felt
She Added To My Heightened
| Excuses tripped and stumbled from her. Drank too much. Not feeling well. And still he had moved forward like her words were inaudible whispers.
Her brain had pounded with need and fear of discovery. Maybe stay. She had felt bloated. Hungry and bloated. Wanting. She needed to be home. There in her bathroom, the colour of the sports car stained the white floor tiles and she had remembered. Temptress and tease but she needed him to leave.
Slick up the neglect in her barren cunt. Spill into it. Fill it. He wooed her like any man. Plied her with more alcohol. Smiled at everything she said. Fed her tomato crisps from a packet. Then the question. There had been a hint of sweat stain under his business shirt. Man odour. A thin moustache twirling above his lip. Man hair. The first man to approach her in two years. A man to break a two year drought. I then left feeling more of his cum spill out of my ass and into my panties On the night before their wedding, they toasted each other by drinking champagne flutes of each other's blood, their arms entwined in the traditional manner.
As Carol Did This Jen
I Raised My Left Leg
Watching Them Concentrate
Her Technique Of Stroking
I Had No Choice But
I Felt Jen Move In Tighter
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