Where it happened: In a room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I was wearing my tight jeans that night, because I knew he was going to have to take my pants off. I wanted him to struggle. I wanted to watch him struggle. That was the basis of our relationship. I watched him struggle.
He couldn’t fit his hand down my pants without undoing them first. This was hard for him to do, hard while trying to pretend to watch a rerun of Golden Girls. He had never done this before either. I was nervous too, but he had no idea.
He was sliding his hand up and down my thigh, trying to act casually about it, but his chest was pressed up against my back and I could feel his fluttering heart. I told him I hated the Golden Girls, he flipped me over and kissed me. His kiss was more frantic than romantic. I didn’t mind though, I was waiting for it and his body was warm. I felt a rush and my own body started warming. His cock was making itself felt on my inner thigh.
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