You remember how nervous youd been as I kissed your neck and shoulders, and softly spread your legs in front of you, so she exotic woman could see your shaven pussy.
She was my girlfriend from grad school, Katie, now living five states away exotic woman and in town for the weekend.
We had been out to dinner together, and she had been so sweet to you, had done everything exotic woman to make you comfortable with her.
You watched as she slipped out of her clothes, as she loosened her exotic woman long red hair.
You gasped as her full breasts came into view, her hard nipples erect.
As she knelt between your legs you exotic woman could see how her moist panties clung to her exotic woman shaven mound.
"Honey, are you sure you
e ok with this?" she asked softly, and you simply nodded, nervous but eager.
She smiled and brought her fingertips to your pussy, stroking your lips ever so lightly.
You could exotic woman feel my cock harden further as I watched her touch you.
I pressed it against your exotic woman ass, still stroking and kissing your neck, your shoulders, your arms.
"Yes," you whisper simply, gazing into her eyes, incredulous that this beautiful woman is about to bring her lips to your pussy.
And then she does.
Her exotic woman soft lips exotic woman caress your clit as her fingers wander over your mound.
Her warm wet tongue touches the tip of your bud, and you arch your back, clutching her hair, moaning.
I whisper encouragement to you, telling you how hot you are, urging you to grind your pussy into her face and feed her your cum.
You comply, moaning and grinding, lost in the pleasure shes giving you.
