I pulled my hand back from near her pussy and kept massaging her; little whimpers teased me as I worked out her knots
. I hated myself for even thinking that. One of her bare thighs brushed my hand, and I held my breath
. . “Don’t think he’s done for, any more than his father is
I pulled my hand back from near her pussy and kept massaging her; little whimpers teased me as I worked out her knots
. I hated myself for even thinking that. One of her bare thighs brushed my hand, and I held my breath
. . “Don’t think he’s done for, any more than his father is
I pulled my hand back from near her pussy and kept massaging her; little whimpers teased me as I worked out her knots
. I hated myself for even thinking that. One of her bare thighs brushed my hand, and I held my breath
. . “Don’t think he’s done for, any more than his father is
Lay-Out - 1986