Writefag
6/15/2025, 12:24:09 AM
No.11311025
>>11311023
“Yeah, yeah.” She pauses, rolls her eyes and smiles as you wrap your arm around her, your forearm resting against the springy flesh of her breasts, your crotch pressed against her almost-bare butt, your free hand exploring her right thigh. She can feel your cock throbbing through your pants. Her freshly-washed hair is still slightly damp and smells of conditioner. Rose and jasmine. You bend down and kiss her neck; she cranes her head and kisses you on the lips. Finally, those dewy plump lips get their turn. Her mouth tastes like her fancy cherry lipgloss, and a bit like the sparkling wine she was sipping right before you came. Her full, glossy lips that closed around the outstretched fingers of an innocent child (the youngest member of the Freeman family was also the last ever to see daylight) not even an hour ago. With those very same lips you are now sharing a kiss that tastes of cherries, champagne, and utter victory.
“Yeah, yeah.” She pauses, rolls her eyes and smiles as you wrap your arm around her, your forearm resting against the springy flesh of her breasts, your crotch pressed against her almost-bare butt, your free hand exploring her right thigh. She can feel your cock throbbing through your pants. Her freshly-washed hair is still slightly damp and smells of conditioner. Rose and jasmine. You bend down and kiss her neck; she cranes her head and kisses you on the lips. Finally, those dewy plump lips get their turn. Her mouth tastes like her fancy cherry lipgloss, and a bit like the sparkling wine she was sipping right before you came. Her full, glossy lips that closed around the outstretched fingers of an innocent child (the youngest member of the Freeman family was also the last ever to see daylight) not even an hour ago. With those very same lips you are now sharing a kiss that tastes of cherries, champagne, and utter victory.