Don't you ever wonder about other people, Lils?" No, asshole. Since I started dating you, I've had no eyes for anyone else, and more fool me to think ...ou felt the same. I'm so bloody sorry if screwing me has gotten boring, Wexler. Sorry to cramp your fucking style.Lily looked down – her glass was empty. After the first few sips it went down real easy. Disgruntled, she called out to the barkeep. "Hey Rosalind! I want another one!" Perhaps tomorrow she'd regret her manners, but right now they. " How old were you?" I was fifteen, and she had just turned sixteen. We were more friends than boyfriend and girlfriend. We hadn't ever kissed even before this day. Anyway, I was complaining, and I was laying on her bed so that she could inspect me. When she got done, she said that she had an idea of how I could get myself a good look. She got on the bed and sat down on my chest with her legs spread open. She opened her vagina up with her fingers, and then told me to look inside. There wasn't. Donna knew she had to be pretty hard-up to get turned on by the gardener. He'd never attracted her before. But she'd been almost three months without a man, and it was beginning to get to her. She quickly drank down her vodka and tonic and forced herself to turn away from the window. Striding to the portable bar, the petite blonde mixed herself another drink. There wasn't anything else to do at that time of day. Of course, she could join her three teenage sons in the pool. It was summer. Te continúo lamiendo mientras también juego con mis dedos en tu clítoris. Tus piernas tiemblan, pero no de que estás llegando. Tiemblan de querer más y más. Respiras rápido, luego profundo. Gimes suave y a ratos fuerte y agresivamente. Tus piernas vuelven a temblar y parece que vas a caer. Entonces te sostengo y te boto suavemente al suelo, dejándote de frente. Me tiro al piso y mientras estás tirada, continúo comiendo tu clítoris y tus labios. A ratos metiendo mis dedos o mi lengua firme.Tus.