Mar 11, 2009 00:50
Carolyn had to slide off his lap to get her jeans off the whole way. She slipped them off her legs, one by one, and then her panties. Her blue eyes settled back on him as she returned to him, stroking her hands up his thighs before taking him in hand. Carolyn's lips found his in a softer kiss, a little less urgent, just the quiet meeting of lips and tongue.
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