I slide my pants off, and they fall to the floor. Just left is a black lace thong. I lay back and spread my legs, my finger nails lightly trailing over my inner thighs, slowly back up my abdomen, cupping my 32D full round breasts, my fingers groping, massaging, squeezing them, bring my forefingers, teasing the tip of my nipples. The electric jolt from teasing my nipples down to my throbbing clit. I raise my left breast up, circling my tongue over my nipple, closing my lips over it, pinching the other nipple. My back arches and my eyes open, filled with lust, looking at you. "I wish these were… Read more
