TUSHY She couldnt wait to gape with her best friend She wore a sleeveless blouse, and I spied a dark blue jacket on the back of a chair that matched her pants. Jav “You’ve met?” I asked as we approached Danni’s table. It hurts.”
“Yeah,” Erin said. I dropped my head back against the desk, already recovering from the high my orgasm gave me. Approaching it, I dropped her on the surface without ceremony. I plopped into another wingback on the opposite side of a small table in front of Helen and answered the unasked question. We stared at each other for a long moment, her soft grin daring me to challenge her words while I tried to divine what she meant by that. “By herself?”
“No,” she said with an amused little twinkle in her eye. “I… I think I need to go,” she said, barely able to choke out the words. It was a safe guess.” A look of horror overcame her. “Don’t worry about it,” she said. Eventually, I pulled away from Natashya, turned, and slipped to the floor with my back to the desk as I tried to catch my breath. Her back was arched, her ass thrust into the air, and I used her tit almost as a handhold along with her hair to pull her back against me. There was something just so intimate about the feel of a woman’s mouth on mine. “You’ve met?” I asked as we approached Danni’s table.
