36b7
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His hand is between my legs but he can’t move it any higher unless I relax a little for him.
It will be a moment to savour for both of us – me in the knowledge that his fingers are going to explore me and for Jensen, knowing that this is not all a dream, that he is really going to touch my pussy, the pussy of an older woman who knows what she’s doing what she wants.
I stroke his cock some more, gently but firmly, sometimes letting my fingernails graze along his shaft and making him shiver.
Again I whisper into his ear.
“This is not the bowling ally and you are not about to jam your fingers into a bowling ball, get my drift?” I don’t wait for him to answer. “Be careful, treat my pussy as if it were a delicate flower; explore me, petal by petal and when you’re ready, I’ll show you where the honey is.”
I ease my legs apart until I know he can easily get to me, laying back on the sofa as I do so.
“Touch me Jensen, touch me.”
His hand is between my legs but he can’t move it any higher unless I relax a little for him.
It will be a moment to savour for both of us – me in the knowledge that his fingers are going to explore me and for Jensen, knowing that this is not all a dream, that he is really going to touch my pussy, the pussy of an older woman who knows what she’s doing what she wants.
I stroke his cock some more, gently but firmly, sometimes letting my fingernails graze along his shaft and making him shiver.
Again I whisper into his ear.
“This is not the bowling ally and you are not about to jam your fingers into a bowling ball, get my drift?” I don’t wait for him to answer. “Be careful, treat my pussy as if it were a delicate flower; explore me, petal by petal and when you’re ready, I’ll show you where the honey is.”
I ease my legs apart until I know he can easily get to me, laying back on the sofa as I do so.
“Touch me Jensen, touch me.”
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