#279925 - A few more inches and his fingers were butting up against her damp crotch, or I should say dripping crotch, because along her crack was a definite wet strip about an inch wide. He half expected some resistance, but instead she just snuggled closer, and lay her head on his shoulder! Slowly he worked his hand up the inside of her leg, pausing every now and then to make sure she realized what he was doing. Usually in cases like this, Trent's usual experience would have been that this lovely creature would turn out to be an ice queen, but to his happy dismay, she stuck out her hand and said, I'm Sonja, Sonja Fletcher! He took her hand, and replied, Trent Boyd's the name, glad to meet you, New Orleans or Memphis!?! Memphis, she answered, born and raised there, going home to visit the folks.
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