Oh s**t, she rubbed the knee of her casted leg over my semi hard c**k. I'd forgotten her playful side, but there's no way I could make love to her this soon. I mean they didn't say we couldn't but, she's so banged up and hurt, like my own little clipped wing bird.
I was afraid I would hurt her if we tried anything though my boy didn’t have any problem with the idea, greedy f**k.
I tried to head her off at the pass but of course I'd forgotten my Blossom's natural sensuality and what it does to me.
"Baby, we can't, you're so hurt we should wait."
"Okay."
Okay? That’s it? That was way too easy, but why was she still caressing me with her knee? Her mouth was saying one thing and her body another. Her fingers were now playing with my n****e through the cotton of my shirt.
"Ashley..."
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