Adrianne was able to make herself a TV dinner as the evening rolled around, Martin eventually settled down and emerged from the room. It was like a lightning bolt for Adrianne, his finger felt fantastic as it slid between her soft lower lips, passing over her clit and resting near her tight virgin entrance. XXX She pressed into him again, grinding that soft mound of hers into the fabric of his sweatpants, it felt good…the heat within her was spreading and growing more intense, she began to sweat and shiver nervously. She rolled her eyes and crawled up off his lap, “Suuuure…I bet you secretly watch anime when I’m not around!” Fixing her skirt, Adrianne stepped over to her bag, scooping it up and turning back at him, “Is today laundry day?”
“Whuh?
