lovely breasts.” Or, was I reading to myself? XNXX Sex “This print is so small,” I whisper. Nothing is said. “Oh! Your voice choppy at times, and you pause to take in a breath every so often. checkbones… Breathing… “You have such a lovely face” I say as we stand before the large, ornate mirror. “Sure… I try to hide my arousal with my book. Then stop. I can barely read it.” I move closer to her and whispers: “Would you mind reading a bit of this aloud to me?”
She is taken aback, and says nothing for moment. Her voice is a bit breathy at times, but she tries to control its tempo and tone. “Shhh…,” I whisper. oh… Meet me here again in one week, at the same time.” Then I leave, quietly closing the door. She studies herself in the mirror…
