#6639 - Placing one hand down onto her waist George kissed her softly on the lips, allowing it to slither up onto her breast, compressing it in gentle movements, his fingers toying her nipples. “Then he never saw anything!” “No!” Diana smiled. George gazed at the soft blonde down his fingers running leisurely through the silky hair, sliding slowly over her Mound of Venus, edging his way toward the tight fissure.
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