But Walker was like a soaking warmth that you could drown in. I lifted my leg up so I could grind myself against his denim-clad thigh, almost the perfect height in these ridiculously high heels. The bottom of my dress rode up over my scant lace underwear, but before the cold night air could even kiss my ass cheeks, Walker had turned us both, pressing me back against the wall, preventing the world at large from seeing how badly I was soaking my panties. He groaned as he ground himself against the apex of my thighs, and then he slid a finger between my lips, releasing the sucking of my mouth at
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