why? How long were you there? Why?"
"It's okay, sweetheart," I offered in my most soothing
tone, slowly walking over to the bed and joining her there
. Then I brought the hairbrush down upon her ass again.
. “Do you have any porn?” I asked—perhaps I shouldn’t have pushed my luck, but I was horny and I wanted to get this over with. But late at night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, what she’d look like out of the maid’s costume, kneeling in front of me, promising to do whatever I liked…
Maybe it wasn’t fair to Petra
why? How long were you there? Why?"
"It's okay, sweetheart," I offered in my most soothing
tone, slowly walking over to the bed and joining her there
. Then I brought the hairbrush down upon her ass again.
. “Do you have any porn?” I asked—perhaps I shouldn’t have pushed my luck, but I was horny and I wanted to get this over with. But late at night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, what she’d look like out of the maid’s costume, kneeling in front of me, promising to do whatever I liked…
Maybe it wasn’t fair to Petra
why? How long were you there? Why?"
"It's okay, sweetheart," I offered in my most soothing
tone, slowly walking over to the bed and joining her there
. Then I brought the hairbrush down upon her ass again.
. “Do you have any porn?” I asked—perhaps I shouldn’t have pushed my luck, but I was horny and I wanted to get this over with. But late at night, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, what she’d look like out of the maid’s costume, kneeling in front of me, promising to do whatever I liked…
Maybe it wasn’t fair to Petra
