Wrecked By My Bully
As she bends forward to grab a water, the hem of my shirt lifts just high enough to expose the cleft of her perfect little ass, and as she leans in, it spreads open just enough to give me a glimpse of her peach.
Goddamn. She is shaved.
But I only get a second’s look. She straightens, twirls on the balls of her feet and, singing along to one of her favorite songs, heads back upstairs to her room.
This time, she doesn’t even glance in my direction.
Thank God.
Even with my level of self-control, I’m on the verge of succumbing to her. What would her fresh body feel like crushed beneath mine? Her breasts against my chest as I spread her legs and take her flower. If what her mother says is true, L
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