Teaching Erin
I arrive at your house late in the afternoon. You're alone with a summer dress tainted in pink and red. You take me by the hand saying nothing, to your room, and sitting on the bed while I keep standing. Even though it's summer the shutters are almost completly closed, just letting in enough light to allow us looking in the eyes. As you let your dress slide down your golden body I feel the vains in my cock to starting to throbe harder and harder. The sight of you lying on the bed with,...