Midnight Cravings: Steamy Erotic Stories
Her skin was so soft.
Take your bra off so I can see the rib ridges." I whispered, trying to minimise any noise or echoes in case someone suddenly came into the bathroom and heard us. In truth, I could have found her ribs with her bra on. But this made study more fun.
Miranda reached her hands around her back and released the hooks holding her bra together, displaying her shaven and deeply pitted axilla. Her breasts were round and the skin perfect, soft and peachy. The pink areolar of her nipples became erect with the coldness in the bathroom, and I hoped she was becoming aroused. But the fact Miranda had a boyfriend burnt a hole in me. I liked other women. And that included Miranda.