Esme‘s got a bright, broad, sweet smile.
Her pixie cut black hair suggests a boyishness her body refutes.
We chat easily, connect well.
Her ass – which greeted me, today, in a black cat suit with black pantyhose – is a thing of spectacular beauty. As we stretch, she grants me the views I crave. Alas, so far, only the views. Not the tastes, the touches.
Life is long.