Pour l’heure, vu que Richard lèche comme un dieu, je profite de l’aubaine en lui offrant ma chatte.- T’es déjà trempée, poulette. Je peux y ...ettre le doigt ?- Mais bien sûr.Le vilain tricheur, ce n’est pas un doigt qu’il glisse dans mon sexe mais deux. Il s’attaque tout de suite à mon clitoris durci par le désir. Il le prend sans sa bouche, le suce. Je m’agrippe aux accoudoirs du fauteuil et serre les lèvres pour ne pas crier. Il sait y faire le bougre. J’essaie de tenir le plus longtemps. Ovviamente sembravaimprobabile che rimanessero insieme: anche se, con suo enorme sollievo,Matt si sentiva ancora attratta dalle ragazze lo stesso non sembravaessere vero per Kate. Aveva sentito che spesso le donne transessualirestavano amiche intime delle ex fidanzate. Sarebbe successo anche aloro? Non sapeva se sperarlo o no. Da un lato le sarebbe dispiaciuto sesi fossero allontanate, ma non sapeva se avrebbe avuto la forza direstare amica di una persona che amava ancora.Alle cinque del. Then he would rise again, and once more search for the water he was certain was just past the next dune.His hand curled into a fist and something besides sand ended up in his palm as he rolled to his back, staring at the bright yellow ball in the sky that seemed to scorch his eyes. He lifted his hand, blocking the sun with one while he looked at the thing he held.It was a ring, golden with a huge amber stone that sparkled under the torturous rays of the sun."Pretty," he mumbled, unconsciously. I need help getting my boots on she said. I'll help you I told her, set down and I'll put them on. She raised her leg for me and I looked up her skirt. They where stockings and she was wearing a garter belt and no panties. I didn't say anything , why would she need panties at a concert I thought. We got in my truck and headed to town. she was in the middle and when I'd shift I'd bump her leg with the shifter, by the time we got there she was setting with her legs spread as wide as that tight.