She bucked her hips and rammed her pussy into his face. He could see now that a large patch of the white cloth was stained a darker colour from her juices, the source of the aroma he thought he had recognised, and he could see a line of wetness had run down the inside of one thigh Go back. Lesley stood upright, turned round to face him and eased both her hands down the inside of the front of her sports-pants to touch her pussy
, thanks. . . .
By all means king elect. Bill said nonchalantly