Coffee Before or After I Fuck You
A Dirty Little Tale of If They Get What She Wants or Needs Before or After…
I woke up with my face in her hair, my chest pressed into her back. Her curves nestled into me perfectly as she quietly slept. My hand rested on the mattress in front of her. As I moved it, she became restless and, from her slumber, found my escaping hand and clutched it under her breast.
Wiggling herself closer t…
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