An Appetizer To Start The Evening
Amy sighed as James’ lips touched the nape of her neck. Her body involuntarily pushed against his body as she quivered from his light kisses. She felt his growing manhood against her leather skirt and she moaned. His hand squeezed her hard nipple while his other hand brushed away her golden wispy blond hair as he kissed her neck again. “Oh James,” she cooed. She longed to turn around and kiss him but her hands bound above her head prevented that. Earlier, he had bound them to a pull-up bar...
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