Strip to Kill
“Sit tight, baby.”
She stood there for a moment, letting me stare at her naked body. Her hard nipples pointed straight at me, her tits rising and falling with every breath. Then she stepped closer, her wet pussy only inches from my face. I could feel the heat coming off her.
My dick throbbed painfully in the open air, begging for attention, but Skye just smiled down at me like she knew exactly how desperate I was. She dangled the rope in one hand while her other hand slowly trailed down her own body, brushing over her tits, then lower, until her fingers grazed her swollen clit right in front of my eyes.
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