Pawnographic (Part 2 of 2)
The interest on her pawn loan isn't the only interest his young neighbor has.
Cammie’s ankles came to rest on my shoulders, and she gasped as my tongue slid the length of her pussy. She tasted like pure heaven, and there was no doubt she was already wet. The scent of her arousal filled my lungs, giving me chills. I reached her clit and pressed a little harder. “Oh yeah. Uh huh,” she encouraged me as I flicked my tongue over her bud. I parted her nether lips and delved inside with the next swipe...