"I want to cover you from crown to sole". These were the liquid thoughts she hoped her laced panties would catch as she gazed at his supple, dark, erect... If only he knew how many times she fantasized having him in a compromising position. Shame on her for reminscing about the time he had his..... He dreamed of her often. Told himself he was too grown to get this wet Over a dream or was it reality. His "Legend" could'nt tell the difference as it...
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