“Open your legs for me.”
“Why?”
“A BFFS is always supposed to return the favor,” she said with a wink. She wasn’t even done yet! It didn’t help in the first place that she didn’t wasn’t too fond of strippers or dancers to begin with.”
“My trust issues steamed from find my father at a strip club I followed him to. You should have heard the guys whistling and shouting at her! She loves the attention.”
“I got your attention,” Diane remarked. She loves the attention.”
“I got your attention,” Diane remarked. I’m going to cum! She was so sexy grinding and shaking her hips in ass. If I hadn’t, I don’t know what I would’ve done. Diane picked up the bottle of soap, squirted some into her hand, and began to work up a lather of suds she covered Madison’s tits in. “Not now, baby. She bought it after we met and I helped her renovate it into a small apartment,” Madison told her.
