“It’s Christmas eve. I also got some sweet sweaters and some kicks, Lisa got some girly shit and Matt got shoes and clothes. xxx18 I love her too much.”
“Whatever.”
She grabbed me with her left hand, sat up, and lowered herself onto me. The heat of the shower and the heat of her vagina was too much, and I was in total ecstasy. It was packed as hell, and my parents, Lisa’s parents, and Matt’s mom had a row for us in the middle of the column. I pushed in as far as I could before I did, which felt even better. Lisa.” I said, hand on her shoulder. Enjoy, and this may be the last part, so let me know if this must continue.
