He would wait for me, wouldn't he?
My hand slipped in between my legs for a split second, adjusting my shorts and brushing over my mount ever so lightly
Young. I leaned over the edge of my bed, reaching for my tablet before logging in.
. I couldn’t take it anymore, this was so wrong and I knew it.
He would wait for me, wouldn't he?
My hand slipped in between my legs for a split second, adjusting my shorts and brushing over my mount ever so lightly
Young. I leaned over the edge of my bed, reaching for my tablet before logging in.
. I couldn’t take it anymore, this was so wrong and I knew it.
He would wait for me, wouldn't he?
My hand slipped in between my legs for a split second, adjusting my shorts and brushing over my mount ever so lightly
Young. I leaned over the edge of my bed, reaching for my tablet before logging in.
. I couldn’t take it anymore, this was so wrong and I knew it.
