Laura reached down and lifted her skirt about an inch. Underwear was such a drag that Laura hardly ever bothered with it. XXX Finally, the imaginary lines crossed, her hand slipped past his loose belt line and captured his impressive package. She could see what he could not. Her perfume was intoxicating. The door slid closed behind her and she paused to look at herself in the mirror. She withdrew and immediately plunged back onto his cock – her cock – and repeated the process. “Filler up lady?” His voice spoke to her but his eyes took in her long black strapped boots and her pale skin that continued over her knee and up her thigh to her short skirt. Her hands flowed over his head, loving him, touching him…




















