She was unshaven yet neat and he traced his thumb at the edge of her pelvis, causing a quiet squeak to escape her lips. He tugged at the panties, pulling them to her ankles with the dress. She then began to soften again so he rudely took his hand away from her knee and gently but assertively pulled her dress straps off her shoulders. She was still frightened of being caught by her mother rutting with her boyfriend on the sofa. It was large and soft and it felt like clay under silk cloth in his hands. He pulled the dress down further, across her flabby waist and up her bent leg revealing a similar pair of panties which his lower waist felt were slightly moist. My Story
He looked deep into her auburn eyes and saw the soul of my lover. She exhaled in ecstasy slightly and he knew he had her. He know lay on top of his big, beautiful angel with his little man digging into her thigh, just shy of her vagina.
