He crushed me to him and I could feel his stiff cock straining against his jeans, and I was flooded with desire. So much so that I started reaching into his jeans, wanting to be his manhood in my hand, in my enunciate, in my now-sopping pussy.
Lynda nodded, “I am.” She saw the hurt in my eyes and sobbed flustered, “You must think I’m such a slut.”
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