“Go to Vince,” he told me.
My panties were long gone, having slipped further and further down my legs until they were off. I went and draped myself over Vince’s knees, and I reached back and pulled up my skirt to get him started.
For a minute he just sat there like he didn’t know what to do, but then he laid a gentle hand on my bottom. He started rubbing it in tiny circles, and almost like he knew what he was doing, he spread my legs and dipped a finger into my moist and hungry pussy.
|Working Out the Kinks|
Angela R Sargenti