RHYS
She pressed the door shut but left a c***k so she could eavesdrop on whomever was passing. She reminded me of a child hiding from its mother but her soft curves could not have belonged to a child. She unconsciously held on to my hand and her butt was cradling my semierect groin, a painful pleasure.
“Who is it?” I asked to take my mind off my need to grind against her firmly.
“Sheesh!” she admonished, turning around to silence me. I zipped my lips to my surprise and before I could comprehend her effect on me, she was back to pressing one eye out the door. The little woman was so bossy and irritable yet I remained where I was behind her.
The footsteps got closer and so did the voices. They were definitely female and faintly familiar. Tired of staying a spot for long, Venus
