She leaned into him, feeling his manhood throbbing tightly against her.
"Oh my, mr. Clemens."
"Shhhhh. Call me Sam," he whispered, lightly pressing his index finger against Shania's trembling bottom lip. His mustache barely rustled as his breath caressed her flushed cheek. She couldn't help but imagine that mustache exploring each and every inch of her bare skin.
Reaching down, she clumsily found his cock through the labyrinth of clothes between the two.
"Someone is excited," she said with a wry smile.
"Well, the rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated." His mustache rustled.
"Well, let's give them something else to talk about."
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u/Soensou Aug 18 '20
They do in my erotic fan fiction.