Wild Epic Desires
she sighed as he tried to warm her up a bit, though her skin was so damp that it wasn't doing much.
He put his hands on her hips. "Stand up," he ordered. she stood slowly, his hands guiding her up as she stood and staying on her hips. His nose was almost brushing the wet skirt, and she could tell that it was lined up against her mound. He reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. It stuck to her hips and he pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor with a sloppy thud. She shivered as she was left in just a tiny, black lace thong, the air in the room chilling her even further and causing most of her pale skin to b covered in goose-bumps. Mr. Lesnar let out an appreciative sigh and slid hi