Tonight, an Orgasm Will Cost You... The Christmas Gift (Part 2)
You remember, of course. You close your eyes and picture her then. You remember how your eyes roamed all over her tantalizing body. You were smitten with her lips, her eyes behind her silver glasses. Her soft red hair flowing gently over her shoulder. Her legs, barely covered by an ultra-short red plaid skirt and white knee-high stockings!
You stroke faster and teeter over the edge as you picture the way her lips looked. You lick your lips as you remember them: so pink and wet, and open to reveal her tongue. A tongue that you immediately longed to wrestle with. Wow!
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