“You don’t got any kids?” she asked. Vases of flowers lent grace to the frank displays. Her bare front ground against Jeff’s snake-large groin. He hadn’t had a female for some time. Katy’s melon breasts grazed Jeff’s jacket with their points. Her glowing skin had a lingering odor of soap. This was accomplished by attaching a topaz penis to her collar. Chapter One
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Jeff stood by the balustrade on the terrace. Rubbing his sperm-drippy cock, the man’s intent was clear. Dropping her bunny, Katy stood on tiptoe. Garters, near twins of her sashes, topped her hose. Katy’s precociously long fingernails gleamed with the same iridescence. That’s horrid!” the blonde rightly replied. Katy’s stemming nipples invited his tongue to her lolling breasts. One, grabbing a liquor bottle, upended it as a weapon. “Oh! You needn’t limit yourself to her.
