O The Orgasm, The Goal!
My heart is pounding against my chest, I can feel it when I place my hands between my breasts. My breath is fast and shallow, I must slow it down. When I reach over at you, my hand glides across your wet face. The sheen of sweat glistens on your chest illuminated by the candle light. "Ohhh, thank you". "No, thank you".
Come see who else is being Wicked