Tracey whimpered and pouted and even crossed her arms stubbornly. Eventually, she pouted, “Fine!” Reaching up, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Heidi’s boyshorts. She paused and pretended to consider for a long time. Then, slowly, she started to ease them off her hips and brought them to the floor.
Seeing the fabric cling to her, then her naked and sticky sex. Tracey groaned softly. She couldn’t remember the last time her lover had been this wet. Cleary, this had been a wonderful idea!
Leaning it, she placed a kiss to Heidi’s sex that was a like a peck someone would give their grandmother. Her tongue flicked out again, the tip barely even making contact. “We…I shouldn’t be doing this,” she moaned and started to pull back assuming that Heidi would never allow that…