A Hand In Need
Raw red scratches down my chest, a wet bruise along my neck and her soft, delicate hand wrapped around my cock. She stopped me from letting out a groan by biting down on my bottom lip. My lean body quivered as she tightened her grip and pushed me up against the cold wall. I turned my head to the side and took in a shaky breath as she rubbed her hand up and down my shaft. She cupped my balls into her free hand and fondled...