He Just Kept Going
Wonderland XVII
He caught me in bed, fingering myself.
All he did was sit beside me and start jerking himself off. I pulled my tank top up and he groped my tits.
I took him into my mouth, my hand around the base of his shaft, his hands on the back of my head, around my ponytail. He tasted and smelled of salty sweat.
When he fingered me, I wanted the real thing.
