Jul 2nd, 2018
Twistys Marilyn Mansion, Molly Mae Her soft tiny fingers pressed against my lips, brushing my cheeks, then lower, tracing my neck and shoulders. I felt her fingers on each arm at the shoulder slowly walk down to my wrists, slipping under the silky ties that restrained them, checking them, before moving back up the inside of my arms causing me to again shiver at the touch. Her fingers began pulling and undoing the buttons on my blouse, pulling it open to exposing my breasts. Continuing down, she deftly unbuckled my belt and shorts. Within seconds, they were pulled down and off.