“Like the kind little girls wear to church.” He texted the morning we would meet at his hotel. I fou
“Like the kind little girls wear to church.” He texted the morning we would meet at his hotel. I found some. They were little white ankle socks with lacy white frills for a cuff.When I got to his room he stood me in front of the bed and ripped at my clothes to get them off. Then he grabbed my underwear and yanked hard until one side gave way.I was exposed to him. He pushed me back onto the bed and his cock was inside me moments later. As I endured hard and rhythmic thrusts he nuzzled one frilly lace cuff. He held my ankle like a baby bird and used it to caress his chin and mouth and chest and lips. He came inside me.His half of the room bill (in cash on the nightstand) was my only goodbye. I rubbed the bruises on my hip where his free fingers dug until I fell asleep.I savored his cum leaking from me slowly. -- source link
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