“You never saw Vanessa in her cheerleader skirt!” she grinned, winking suggestively, then spoke into the phone again. xxx He finally withdrew, leaving me sobbing, sore, and empty—empty but for the thick liquid heat he’d left inside, wiping himself clean on the backs of my thighs. For that much, I was almost grateful; I could have been in one of the outer cells, with a mocking view of the sky, exposed to the chill winter wind. I had to tell her something. He finally withdrew, leaving me sobbing, sore, and empty—empty but for the thick liquid heat he’d left inside, wiping himself clean on the backs of my thighs. It would feel weird and take me out of it if his hands were hotter than the rest of him.”
“Gotcha,” she nodded her head, making the adjustments.
