Shy quiet amateur fucked
I grabbed my coat and keys then went outside. Sitting on the stoop to the apartment complex, I wrapped my arms around my knees to fend off the chill that set in the moment my butt hit the concrete.
I lay there in the darkness, hugging the blanket I'd bunched up at my stomach tighter. But that only brought more tears.
Still, my legs swayed.
Twenty minutes later, I was handing out my first survey after several rejections.
He must have taken hold of the pillow because when I tried to pull on it to swing again, there was resistance.
Our eyes locked, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. Something primal in his gaze called to me.