He’s used to me falling behind, calling him, him turning around to see me peeing through my knickers, pulling them aside. And every now and then he has his phone in hand to catch me. I just love seeing the look on his eye and his hand reach down to rearrange his forming chub.
He’s used to me falling behind, calling him, him turning around to see me peeing through my knickers, pulling them aside. And every now and then he has his phone in hand to catch me. I just love seeing the look on his eye and his hand reach down to rearrange his forming chub.