Arcane_Desires
Really Experienced
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- Jun 23, 2010
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He grins over her guessing, she knows just how to make him laugh as usual. She rips his hands away as she states how terribly he plays this game and spins around, her exasperation leaves him concerned.
He grips her waist, "Mi querido, you are hurt." His hands trickle across her stomach and dip below her pelvis, he parts her robe and presses a palm over her lovely mound.
"Here, si?" He grins evilly and presses harder, "No, perhaps not."
His hands release and drift up to her chest, parting her robe and brushing over her breasts tenderly, "Shall I keep guessing Muchacha descarada?"
He grips her waist, "Mi querido, you are hurt." His hands trickle across her stomach and dip below her pelvis, he parts her robe and presses a palm over her lovely mound.
"Here, si?" He grins evilly and presses harder, "No, perhaps not."
His hands release and drift up to her chest, parting her robe and brushing over her breasts tenderly, "Shall I keep guessing Muchacha descarada?"