| Could feel her wetness already while the palm of my hand rotated across her mound. "Oh yes." she said. "What do you want Amye?", I asked. "I want you to fuck me." She minced no words. Foreplay at an end, we rose seemingly reading each others minds as we went to the bedroom. She lay down positioning herself with the expectation of me doing it without any more foreplay. What sort of men had she been with before if that's all she expected I wondered. I certainly didn't consider ... |
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