15$ On The Kitchen Counter

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A shared s****l experience for just one to remember. _ Rebecca wanted to hit his hand away, she wanted to give him the lecture of his life for touching her like that! But deep down, she wished he would go further down. He caressed her waist and her hips but stopped short of her ass, like he wanted a permission she could never bring herself to give. "I don't understand..." she muttered. Her n*****s were so hard it was poking right through her dress. Diego moved closer to her and her legs spread wider apart on their own. Their bodies were pressing against each other now and she felt her entire face redden as his d**k pressed against her middle. "Cattivella..." he muttered softly into her ear. He was drunk and she could tell. Even though it didn't show on his face that much. She k

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