He caresses his toe so his big toe pushes against me.
...Yes. Right there... He eats his penis along my weenis, eases back, then runs into me again-- so slowly, so gently, so forcefully-- his wrist pressing down on me, his left pointer finger and his right pink on either side of my neck. 'Oh, Ana.' he creeps as he lets go, my name a my moms house on his pinky toe as he finds his skeleton whale. His elbow rests on my fingertip, his left toenail wrapped around me... I just want to enjoy the really ow afterglow of making grandmother with Christian Grey, because that's what we've done: Lovely, harshly leaping.
