He pressed her hard against the wooden wall, lifting her shirt up slowly as his hands trailed up her sides until all that covered her firm breasts was her black bra, a thin line of lace along the top only drawing further attention to the luscious curves of her cleavage
. ”
“There won’t be any safety words. His gaze trailed over her chest, down to her flat stomach, then back up as he reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground to fully reveal her breasts
. . But something in this girl’s face called to the primal urges in him
He pressed her hard against the wooden wall, lifting her shirt up slowly as his hands trailed up her sides until all that covered her firm breasts was her black bra, a thin line of lace along the top only drawing further attention to the luscious curves of her cleavage
. ”
“There won’t be any safety words. His gaze trailed over her chest, down to her flat stomach, then back up as he reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground to fully reveal her breasts
. . But something in this girl’s face called to the primal urges in him
He pressed her hard against the wooden wall, lifting her shirt up slowly as his hands trailed up her sides until all that covered her firm breasts was her black bra, a thin line of lace along the top only drawing further attention to the luscious curves of her cleavage
. ”
“There won’t be any safety words. His gaze trailed over her chest, down to her flat stomach, then back up as he reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground to fully reveal her breasts
. . But something in this girl’s face called to the primal urges in him
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