Begging my amateur mom to fuck me
Caressing my arm, breast, hip, thigh.
And I wasn't talking the kinky way. Over an hour later, I was still rocking back-and-forth when Chris pulled into the lot.
I don't think it was intentional, but it caused sparks to light up sporadically through my nether regions.
I gulped, remembering. The questions had both startled and intrigued me.
Who would give in first.
"Tell me, Holly. " His eyes slid down then back up my naked and bound body.