How can you not know? I moved my hand slowly and caressed her inner thigh before moving a finger from the bottom of her slit to the top. You will raise your shirt above your tits. I was amazed at the situation I was in. She looked up at me and I pointed with my chin at my dick, which was growing at her closeness. She slumped back into the pillow and her legs drifted apart. Her panting changed from shortness of breath to arousal over the space of the following minutes until she came. Just with a few more clothes. Now I myself am already 37 years old. “I need to use the bathroom, please.”
I got up and motioned for her to follow me. Men need it harder, deeper. This time I finger fucked her furiously and rubbed her clit. “Yeah. See if it can lead to some fun. Don’t you have any imagination?”
Her head hung low. Then, her finger stopped and remained tightly pressed into her crotch which was thrust forward as if to meet it. Don’t you know any complex words? “Well?”
“I’m not wearing them.”
“Show me.”
“Sh, show?”
“For a start you can stop hiding. It was so tight. Men need more stimulation.
