Her long legs – smooth, unhampered with stockings of any kind, strong, muscle toned, brown with sun and sea. You do know how to come, don’t you?
* * *
As she walked away from his table through the restaurant, George felt a pronounced pressure in his
undershorts
. KoKo Latte was an experienced – and skeptical -- business woman with a hide hardened by nearly thirty years of producing, writing, directing, and starring in pornographic feature films.
. She was wearing what looked to be a fake-fur coat and her legs were stockinged. One strap went around each thigh at garter height, the other went around the waist
Shower? No, it was the kitchen.
Someone blew out a low whistle and her humiliation only deepened being presented to someone in such a way. She cried out in shock when his hard hand connected with the meat of her ass
. He removed his fingers reluctantly and inspected how her nectar clung thickly to his fingers
Her long legs – smooth, unhampered with stockings of any kind, strong, muscle toned, brown with sun and sea. You do know how to come, don’t you?
* * *
As she walked away from his table through the restaurant, George felt a pronounced pressure in his
undershorts
. KoKo Latte was an experienced – and skeptical -- business woman with a hide hardened by nearly thirty years of producing, writing, directing, and starring in pornographic feature films.
. She was wearing what looked to be a fake-fur coat and her legs were stockinged. One strap went around each thigh at garter height, the other went around the waist
Shower? No, it was the kitchen.
Someone blew out a low whistle and her humiliation only deepened being presented to someone in such a way. She cried out in shock when his hard hand connected with the meat of her ass
. He removed his fingers reluctantly and inspected how her nectar clung thickly to his fingers
Her long legs – smooth, unhampered with stockings of any kind, strong, muscle toned, brown with sun and sea. You do know how to come, don’t you?
* * *
As she walked away from his table through the restaurant, George felt a pronounced pressure in his
undershorts
. KoKo Latte was an experienced – and skeptical -- business woman with a hide hardened by nearly thirty years of producing, writing, directing, and starring in pornographic feature films.
. She was wearing what looked to be a fake-fur coat and her legs were stockinged. One strap went around each thigh at garter height, the other went around the waist
Shower? No, it was the kitchen.
Someone blew out a low whistle and her humiliation only deepened being presented to someone in such a way. She cried out in shock when his hard hand connected with the meat of her ass
. He removed his fingers reluctantly and inspected how her nectar clung thickly to his fingers
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