Don't Tell My Brother

He crossed the room slow, like he was giving me every chance to run.
One finger hooked the fold of the towel between my breasts and pulled.
End of Chapter 8
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
Leave
He crossed the room slow, like he was giving me every chance to run.
One finger hooked the fold of the towel between my breasts and pulled.
End of Chapter 8
Tap the left half to go back
Tap the right half to continue
Click the left side or press ← to go back
Click the right side or press → to continue