He felt himself blush as he ran his hands across her thighs to her waist, fingertips hooking under the edges of her jeans and started to pull them down across her smooth skin
. .
. "
"I don't know about that," she said uncertainly. "Slower my dear, an even pace," he advised
He felt himself blush as he ran his hands across her thighs to her waist, fingertips hooking under the edges of her jeans and started to pull them down across her smooth skin
. .
. "
"I don't know about that," she said uncertainly. "Slower my dear, an even pace," he advised
He felt himself blush as he ran his hands across her thighs to her waist, fingertips hooking under the edges of her jeans and started to pull them down across her smooth skin
. .
. "
"I don't know about that," she said uncertainly. "Slower my dear, an even pace," he advised