Sorrel s Long Journey to Love Ch 10
Early the next morning Sorrel awakened before Fletcher, a first she thought. She quietly lifted the covers and peered down at his man thing. Penises were strange things she thought, sort of fascinating, but really ugly to look at. His looked a little tumescent, not what she would call hard. It was semi-erect. She half giggled to herself, he had a semi. She took her fingers and softly stroked up and down the length of his shaft. She touched the tip, the head, as men liked to call it. She was...