Permission
Permission By Katharine Sexkitten "Open up, babe," he cooed softly, from behind me. I was lying on my tummy. I was almost over-dosing on pleasure. My arms were folded and my head was resting on my hands. My wig, auburn and thick, and long enough to almost touch my ass, was slightly disheveled, from the magnificent hour-long making out session we'd just had, and from his hands on my head for close to fifteen minutes as I sucked his cock, making him squirm and spasm with my...