Summer Fantasy
I adore not wearing panties under a short little skirt... And for the pussy to be so smooth... completely bald... And I'm walking like that in a short, very short little skirt. And I know — that there's nothing under it... It's arousing... And the pussy gets wet... The sensation drives me crazy, when the wet little lips rub against each other... I want to walk and walk and walk, doesn't matter where... Just to prolong the Pleasure... To walk down the street, walk around the city with a wet, aroused girl... Swollen... Heated... To walk in a crowded place. Many men walk by, not even suspecting that under this super-short
skirt there are no panties! And somehow Suddenly a wild playful desire to mess around washes over me — to just bend over slightly, looking for something on the asphalt, flashing my bare, heated girl for an instant…You feel on your back a surge of animal male desire — you've caught someone's field of vision… But you don't feel like turning around at all. And you stand like that, fumbling with your hands on the asphalt, and a bunch of crazy thoughts come to mind. I wonder, WHAT would he do to me??? Would he slip his hand under the skirt, touching my wet, slippery, desire-dripping girl? The word "touch" somehow stirs me up. I want to be touched, I want him to come up from behind and touch me. I want his hand to slide between my legs. I want him to spread these two wet swollen lips with his fingers and run his tongue between them…
I love this summery, playful mood…
Author's e-mаil: yаnа-pеrvаyа@mаil.ru