“Careful Rosie, your skirt’s a bit tight, we don’t want to tear it.” I said, pulling it up round her waste, exposing little white cotton panties, right on top of my crutch. XXX The pressure gripping my prick was intense, nearly making me cum there and then. The more I ran my fingers round Rosie’s virginal opening, tracing across her stiff little clit, feeling it protruding from the hood, the more she writhed and moaned. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped my hand round her warm tits, her nipples poking into the palm of my hand. Short panting noises started in my ear and her butt began to grind down on my fingers, pushing hard against them. The stains on the upholstery are a constant, and warming reminder of things that were.




















