My mouth cascaded to that slick, bare mound, then my tongue flicked her small knob projecting at the top of her two folds.
My head spun in that direction…my sister.
“You never know…how does Mom know about it?”
“What do you mean?” now I was curious.
My mouth cascaded to that slick, bare mound, then my tongue flicked her small knob projecting at the top of her two folds.
My head spun in that direction…my sister.
“You never know…how does Mom know about it?”
“What do you mean?” now I was curious.