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She smelled a little bit naughty, dirty. It was cold last night when I crawled into bed. Nancy was sleeping, I thought. I was naked and I had an erection. I thought about Nancy's big round tits. Her hips, her curvy hips felt cold as I touched her skin. She moved closer to me, she grabbed my hand and put it on her tits. She wanted me to touch her.

My erection felt like it was going to rip my skin off. Nancy didn't say anything as she pressed her ass against my hard cock. She kept my hand on her tits. Her cleavage felt sweaty. With her other hand I felt her open, spread her butt open. She moved in closer. "I want you to get dirty with me."

Nancy and I got very dirty last night. We both feel asleep holding each other in a small pool of sticky wet stuff.

My mouth felt extra dirty this morning. Nancy was gone. I think she had to work this morning tending bar at one of those Sunday morning brunch places. My sheets are in the dryer right now. My cock is getting hard because I am thinking about last night. My hands still smell like Nancy. I wonder if her hands still smell? I wonder if the bar and restaurant customers are curious where Nancy's hands were last night?

Description
She smelled a little bit naughty, dirty. It was cold last night when I crawled into bed. Nancy was sleeping, I thought. I was naked and I had an erection. I thought about Nancy's big round tits. Her hips, her curvy hips felt cold as I touched her skin. She moved closer to me, she grabbed my hand and put it on her tits. She wanted me to touch her.

My erection felt like it was going to rip my skin off. Nancy didn't say anything as she pressed her ass against my hard cock. She kept my hand on her tits. Her cleavage felt sweaty. With her other hand I felt her open, spread her butt open. She moved in closer. "I want you to get dirty with me."

Nancy and I got very dirty last night. We both feel asleep holding each other in a small pool of sticky wet stuff.

My mouth felt extra dirty this morning. Nancy was gone. I think she had to work this morning tending bar at one of those Sunday morning brunch places. My sheets are in the dryer right now. My cock is getting hard because I am thinking about last night. My hands still smell like Nancy. I wonder if her hands still smell? I wonder if the bar and restaurant customers are curious where Nancy's hands were last night?