He reached behind me and pulled out his bag, retrieving a dry t-shirt and started the truck. “We’ve got to find her kittens!”
I frantically took off towards the area that I knew she had them at and started calling to them. I knew then we were destined to fuck because that’s how I like it, hard, fast and sweaty. The tattoo was exquisite and had to have cost him a pretty penny. And yes, the man is married, however they have an open marriage, they fuck who they want. He takes very good care of himself, buff, shaves his entire body including his head and always wears this amazing cologne that seems to linger well after he’s left. Remember what I said, I’m a calculating bitch. I heard Itch’s truck pull up and I gasped as I slipped into the bathroom. He reached behind me and pulled out his bag, retrieving a dry t-shirt and started the truck. Read 16011 times |
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