03-05-2010, 11:25 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-05-2010, 11:26 PM by fred_18_2008.)
My finger brush closely to her flower as it travels a little past her hip before slowly making its way over and down, heading back to her fleshy rose as i reply softly. "Oh...was she now, I guess i'll have to prove her right then..." I start by slowly kissing my way up her leg.
Many times lost, many times found again.