His eyes were drawn to my clean shaven pussy and I saw his tongue flicker out across his top lip. “Mrs. Porn I remembered Gina the florist and how she had asked me how I was today in that casual manner that proprietors often use with their customers. Read 19197 times |
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Sex was the only part of my life that Christina had never been involved with. My knees felt bruised from the hardness of the tile. Thankfully, the storm had subsided and we left the shelter of the old mausoleum without a word to each other.
