Low rise, gives me a high!
The elevator door ‘clinks’ open and in she walks with the ‘tap’ ‘tap’ ‘tap’ of her stilettos , she goes in , way back and her gaze fixes on your perfectly formed posterior , partially peeping out of your low , rise , dark , denim . A certain feeling goes through her , tingling every impulse , her hand moves towards the red ‘stop’ button and ‘click’ , now you are confused , her long silky hair flops down as the lift comes to a halt , she moves closer , gets you shirtless in one swift move and presses her supple , yet firm breast against your toned torso slightly damp from the sexual tension , she pushes your naked back against the cold elevator mirror which now turns foggy and now moving her hand across your hard 6 pack , plunges her warm hand in to your white , sheer briefs , pulls it out unbuttons your pants and unzips it allowing them to drop on to the floor after which :
“Oh! Big boy”
“mmmmm!”
- Oh come on we all know what happens next (wink)
- Now are n’t you glad you wore those low rise jeans to work?
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“Oh! Big boy”
“mmmmm!”
- Oh come on we all know what happens next (wink)
- Now are n’t you glad you wore those low rise jeans to work?
Posted by ( p )
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