Snowflakes
Lucille Our lips are already plump and reddish from pressing our lips against each other’s. I love how he touches me and how he makes me feel. I don't get how he's so good with that. It’s not his experience that speaks, it’s his passion and his lust. I'm sitting on him again while he is laying. Our hands are interlocked and we're can’t stay serious. I can't stop giggling he's horny. “Wanna ride me?” he asks because I'm already sitting in that position and he sees that as the perfect opportunity. I laugh. “Shut uuupp!” I say and he licks his lips. He makes me bounce on him by pushing his hips up and down and I can't help but keep laughing. I let my head fall in and he laughs too. “I know you want that.” he says and bites his lower lip. “Stoopp!” I say but he won't stop and that makes
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