That anxious, butterfly feeling fluttered in my chest. I sighed, and let him lead my hand back to the fly of his jeans. He groaned, “ah fuck. “You owe me so bad after this,” I whispered. I stared at the dirty dishes, and savored the taste of him that lingered in my mouth. “Come on, I want you so bad. He twirled his car keys around his finger. “Let’s go!” Read 14037 times |
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Milo was turned on by everything! I could barely wrap my hands around his dick completely. Okay?”
Nodding my head, I followed her out. A sly look crossed his face, and he flicked his tongue out at me. “Just a quick hand job, and you owe me, Milo.” He grunted in response, his hands grabbing at my tits over my shirt and bra.
