Roggie In Flagrante

Caught Roggie sprawled on my futon, legs wide, shameless moans spilling out while she worked one of my glass toys into her cunt. She had raided my shoe closet and the sight of them had clearly done something. A girl after my own appetites. No sense in scolding. I stripped down and slipped between her thighs. We kissed until it turned messy, then my tongue followed, lapping at her while two fingers curved deep and curled hard. Her body went tight around me, the punk cunt pulsing as she came.