It began with them standing, facing me, smiling wickedly. Then his hands slid down her body, cupping her breasts, sliding down her stomach and clasping her hips.
He began to unbutton her blouse.
"No," I said. "Pull her skirt up."
It was pretty short, so hubby didn't have far to pull. She was naked underneath. He held the front of her skirt up with one hand, spreading the pink blondness of her pussy open with the other, showing me the glistening wetness.
Leaning back into his embrace, she cocked her hips at me, her legs apart.
"He's got you on display. You like being shown off, don't you?"
Eyes shut, smiling, she purred "Yes..."
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This is fabolous and so very naughty.
Your words make little goose bumps travel up my whole body...
Talented x
mmhmm...
i see you've let the fifty-word limit go for this one, mon.
it's true: i do like what you do to me when you restrain yourself...however, it's also really nice to see what happens to you when you don't.
Thank you Tara and Charlotte. Sometimes limits are just there for the pleasure of letting go of them.
*purr* indeed
The way this all plays out, the control you have over it, just goes straight to my pussy. Please keep it coming. I'm begging you.
XX
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