By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Do you like my coochie cutters? That’s what my uncle calls them. He says I wear them for attention but that isn’t the truth. I really wear them because I like it when they bunch up against my clit as I walk. It’s a constant tease to my young, little pussy.
It keeps me on edge and ready to pounce on any man who cares to let me. Today that man just happened to be my Uncle.
Coochie Cutters
I was bent over, digging in the ice cooler for a soda when I heard a snort behind me. Looking past my thick thighs, I saw him coming up behind me. His big hand brushed up the back of my leg till he pined the hem of my tiny shorts. Mind you, my ass was already practically eating them, so when he tugged they pulled down a little. “Bout time you found shorts that fit, huh?”
He was teasing me so I thought I would tease him back. “They fit all right.” I sassed back and turned to face him. He was now looking at how mu tee strained over my big tits. “Might fit better on your bedroom floor.” His mouth twisted into a slick grin and he tugged the string keeping my shorts tied.
“Let’s go find out.”
Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410