"It sure is," you say, as you step behind her and place your hand squarely on her exposed cunt.
It's already nicely wet and smooth, having been shaved just for you. Obviously Ellen has the same idea about this weekend that you do.
Moaning with approval at your touch, Ellen presses herself into your hand as you let your middle finger search out her clit, rubbing it suggestively.
Turning around to face you, she pulls herself up on the windowsill, spreads her legs, and pulls you against her body. Your cock is begging to be released from your jeans. |