|
Raped wild wifeThey'd all call him chicken if he didn't. And it would be nice to fuck that cop's wife. Shit, for him it would be nice to fuck anybody. At precisely that moment, Veronica was brushing and curling her long, dark brown hair. She loved the way it gleamed and shimmered like the finest ranch mink. Someday, she told herself, someday I'll wear beautiful and expensive things like that. The very best! She swept her hair up and back into an elegant coil perched atop her head. Grant liked her hair better down, falling soft, loose and free. But she didn't give a shit what he liked any more. It looked more stylish this way – more like a real lady instead of just a cop's wife. Veronica put on her nicest dress – one her parents had given her – a clinging black sheath. With it she wore her diamond neckpiece, also a present from her parents. The gleaming jewels sat on a black velvet band that fitted snuggly around her neck. A glimpse in the long mirror mounted on the back of their bedroom door told her that she looked lovely. Very lovely indeed! Her tits swelled, straining the soft fabric of the clinging dress ...» |
Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
phpBB
текст
|
|