Cherrybomb400
The Tragic Princess
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- Mar 5, 2015
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I try to sit still, I can feel your hand pushing up my skirt more. I open my legs wider anticipating feeling your fingers...
But just like before in the kitchen, I didn't get what I wanted.
I try not to look dejected but I'm probably failing. I pick up my spoon, getting ready dig into my dessert when you say "Lets go". I turn my head and all I see is your hard cock straining against your pants. My eyes are wide and I look right up at you, not sure if this means we will be crossing a line as soon as we get up stairs or if moving location was meant to help us behave. So far the reoccurring theme was stopping before committing.
I get up and follow you to wherever we may be going.
But just like before in the kitchen, I didn't get what I wanted.
I try not to look dejected but I'm probably failing. I pick up my spoon, getting ready dig into my dessert when you say "Lets go". I turn my head and all I see is your hard cock straining against your pants. My eyes are wide and I look right up at you, not sure if this means we will be crossing a line as soon as we get up stairs or if moving location was meant to help us behave. So far the reoccurring theme was stopping before committing.
I get up and follow you to wherever we may be going.