Naughtiness in an elevator

kitty the naughty poet

His hand skated up her naked thigh under the flimsy skirt

in the back of a packed elevator

people going home from dinner

trying not to gasp she holds her breath

as his fingers linger cupping her naked backside

flicking the tiny string of the thong above

and moving them down to her slick opening

he pushed deep within her core

striving for the moan to escape her lips as he wiggled his fingers more

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  • orchidee

    I've swooned! I remember the occasion. I got in the same lift as them. heehee. Did I?

    • kitty the naughty poet

      Lol I remember an old poem you said that on lol made me giggle

      • orchidee

        Help! I must find that old poem. It may have a saucy secret in it - everyone will know! Oh no, I've forgotten the title of it. heehee. Now was this Kitty in the elevator with Sir?

      • Doggerel Dave

        Nothing like a little frottage to add spice to a day.....

      • Blueledge

        Why does this sort of stuff never happen to me?



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