Seeking Deeper Fantasy
Kisha quietly made her way to the door, didn’t want to make her presence known to Mylo.
Her inside was building, clenching her walls tightly. She never gets horny easily but she needed a release badly right now.
She entered her car, pulled down her panties and began to beat her meat, exploring her wonder land, bucking her hips against her fingers.
Corey…damn me !!! she called out his name grinding fiercely till she came. Her breathing was rasped. She made a mess of herself but this time she refused to cry. She fantasized about Corey’s hands, because her traitor brain remembers them better than she wanted.