Vixen Stories
He’s twice my age, 44 to be exact, and I couldn’t believe he has kept his build like that in so many years.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I took off my shorts and underwear, then filled my wetness with my fingers.
“Ughh…” I moaned, closing my eyes as my mind began to think the man I shouldn’t be lusting over.
I unhooked my bra without removing my oversized shirt. And while I was finger fucking myself, I was also caressing my chest with my free hand.
“Caleb… Ughhh, fuck me please!”
This is wrong. To think about him while I masturbate, but I just can’t help it.