Our Secret: My Dirty Tale
It slid right off and I took my panties off, the fabric so wet it was clinging to me.
“So wet,” Mrs Monroe moaned, cupping my pussy with her hand. She licked her glistening fingers as she spread her legs, holding my gaze hostage. “I need to feel that pussy on mine, Penelope. Scissor me.” She said, lying back.
My heart raced as I positioned my legs over hers and lined up our pussies. She positioned one leg up and I grabbed it the way I’d seen the women on my computer screen do. “Oh,” I moaned, overtaken by the friction from our pussies against each other. Mrs Monroe moaned too when I started grinding against her, slow at first, then faster, our wet folds sliding together.
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