Recent Articles: BUS STOP WHORES - BUSSTOPWHORES good as well," he told her. He reached out, putting one hand on each side of the white cotton, and slowly slid them down her outer thighs, bringing her panties with them. They soon reached the floor, and he pulled them out from under her feet, walked across the room and put them in his desk drawer. He sat down in his swivel chair and twitched his head in a signal for Michaela to come towards him. She shuffled across the room, suddenly feeling a little awkward at her nakedness, but she wanted those feelings to return, she wanted him to touch her.
She stood in front of him and, for the first time, Clive looked down at the dark, fluffy hair, which barely covered Michaela's slightly swollen pussy. He looked at the way that the lips protruded and were slightly open. He pulled her gently towards him and sat her on his knee. His left hand moved to fondle her breasts, whilst his right hand began to slide up and down Michaela's leg, each stroke taking him closer towards his ultimate goal. As his fingers began to brush through her pubic hair and run along her fanny lips, Michaela let out a sound that was somewhere between a squeal of delight and a moan of pleasure. She threw her head back, her hair tickling Clive's bare chest.
