Britney pressed her body against the mirror. She imaged her breasts pressing against Jennifer's firm perfect breasts. She imagined running her hands through Jennifer's soft, long brown hair. At the same time, she imagined Jennifer carressing her hair and reaching behind her to fondle her buttocks. She kissed the imaginary image in the mirror. Her pussy oozed her juices down her inner thigh. She was sweating, and her chest was heaving.
Thu May 24 20:51:44 2001