When he asked for pictures, I buried my hesitation and sent him photos of me. After months of chatting, I was convinced we were in love. Xnxx The elevator ride up seems to last an eon. Keeping pressure, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. I can’t control my whimper, and the businessman’s smirk only grows. I am throbbing, aching, panting with need. He presses more firmly into the warmth of my crotch, and I bite my lip. I am making soft grunting noises, jerking into the two hands pushing me so close to orgasm. A finger circles my clit lightly, then puts slight pressure against my hole. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. I am being fingered in an elevator full of strangers, by a man twice my age. There is a pressure on my lips, and reflexively I open my mouth to the two
