Steamy Chronicles collections
Hewritethe gals in my class treat me like airthe weird senior in the seat next to mei'm taking my time on my ridea story about buying a classmate once a week
They led me to the living room, where a plush rug lay spread out before a low coffee table.
"Strip," the sister on the right commanded, her voice a match to her sibling's.
I complied, shedding my clothes under their hungry gazes. They circled me like sharks, their fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin, making me hard.
Suddenly, they pounced, pushing me onto my back. They straddled me, their warm, wet pussies grinding against my hips.
They kissed me, their tongues battling in my mouth, their hands roaming greedily. I was lost in a haze of lust, my cock throbbing, ready.