Astrid Showed Me How To Masturbate
Astrid slipped her flowery, stretchy pants down her legs and tried vainly to kick them off over her unmatched socks. She giggled a little as she lost her balance, pulling at them and flopping down on the side table by the desk in her room, the faded light green cotton of her panties the only thing between my curious eyes and her vagina. She rubbed herself through them for a minute looking down at her body. I shifted awkwardly on the floor, feeling a warm swelling between my legs."I like to...