A Fistful of Hair…

My hair is growing longer.  You know just how to pull it.  A fistful of hair.  A strong grip around my large, round ass.  My knee finds your inseam.  My tongue finds the lobe of your ear.  Your hand grabs my breasts, hard. Our clothes are still on. Perfectly choreographed foreplay. Every time you pullContinue reading “A Fistful of Hair…”