One foot, then the other before easing herself slowly into the heat. Her tongue pushed out slightly between her lips as she held her head in place, an inch from Luca’s mouth. Marsha smiled as she listened to her boys obviously enjoying their food and she headed upstairs. She held her hands out of the water, clutching the side of the bath, the marble cool. Marsha smiled as she listened to her boys obviously enjoying their food and she headed upstairs. Faust’s paw landed on her tummy and she winced, moving her to action. She ran her wet fingers through her hair and dipped them back into the hot water, running them through in a figure of eight, watching the wave she had created, undulating back and forth around the bath. Two more bowls were quickly filled with water, and the patio doors were opened, Marsha calling to them. You have got some fucking tongue on you!” Read 18678 times |
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