Without breaking their gaze, Jane rose from her chair, her breasts swaying slightly with the movement. She reached across the table and grabbed Monika's... > Lire la suite
Without breaking their gaze, Jane rose from her chair, her breasts swaying slightly with the movement. She reached across the table and grabbed Monika's cheeks, pulling her in for a kiss that was fiercer than either of them could have anticipated. Their lips met with an urgency that spoke of years of pent-up desire, and Monika's hands naturally found their way to Jane's chest, kneading her breasts gently as they kissed.