Bowling pins
2006·22 min·98% liked·10.8K Views
I called Leona over after school. My parents gave me this tiny bowling set for my birthday and I wanted to try it with her. We set the pins up on the living room rug, but our game didn't last long. Leona kept glancing at my bare feet every time I bent to reset the pins. Before long she was on the floor too, running her tongue between my toes while I slid the plastic pins along her inner thighs. The pins left faint red lines on her skin. When I pressed the cool, smooth plastic against her clit she gasped, and I saw how wet she already was. We forgot the rules of bowling. I worked one pin inside her with gentle twists while my toes stayed in her mouth, and every time she moaned around them I pushed a little deeper. She came with her tongue still pressed to my sole, pins scattered around us like forgotten toys.













