Squirting Molly's Wild Ride**
I stood in front of the mirror in my small apartment living room adjusting the thin tank top that barely contained my full breasts. My n*****s were already poking against the fabric because I had skipped the bra. At twenty six years old I knew exactly what my body could do. I had always been the girl who got really wet during s*x but lately something new had started happening. When the pleasure hit just right I would squirt everywhere and it felt incredible.
The doorbell rang and my p***y gave a little throb of excitement. I opened the door to Tyler. He was the hot neighbor from down the hall. Tall with broad shoulders and a tight t shirt that showed off his chest. His jeans hung low on his hips and he had that easy smile that made my stomach flip the first
