Revenge is best served blond
I was laying on the carpet of my girlfriend Sara’s bedroom upstairs, with my eyes closed listening to the sound of my clothes and hair rub the carpet and Sara’s body softly rock back and forth on top of me. Her soft breaths of growing pleasure was music to my ears. We had been going at it dry and fooling around with foreplay for nearly 25 minutes now, her tight baby blue panties had been soaked in the front from her wetness. The friction around my crotch was beginning to make my dick feel like it was going to burst into flame. I made a mental note to not wear this kind of fabric again. I reached up and put my hands on her waist and I looked at her, Her blond hair was down …