Real amateur wife tries buttplug
" Tears formed in my eyes without warning.
Moved to my hips where he stroked each curve and dip, tracing the bones underneath. When I tried to twist away, he returned to my breasts.
I wanted more than just the feather-light sweeps against my skin. I needed his hands fully on me.
" "No. No, this is.
At least I hadn't lost my voice this time.
"Why not ask me if I was into a guy with piercings before you took me to bed?" "I was enamored from the start. Swore I couldn't mess up this time.