The Education of Mrs. Jones (Part 1) by Pasego
“Hello Mrs. Jones, I’m Olivia, your massage therapist.” Lydia shook the woman’s hand lightly. “Please, call me Lydia.” Somehow,
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“Hello Mrs. Jones, I’m Olivia, your massage therapist.” Lydia shook the woman’s hand lightly. “Please, call me Lydia.” Somehow,
I loved kneeling in the needling spray, gulping down his cock and his cum, nearly drowning in the cascade of
it had my name and cell phone number on it. A week passed i traveled to several states and
He pointed to a china cabinet where the glasses were while he foraged in the liquor cabinet for the Sambuca.
The skirt fell over the bare leg as his hand dove between her legs. I knew what her bare
Then she quickly pulled my cock out and placed it in Karen’s mouth as I continued to gush my load.
That time when he came out of my house I saw his face…it was my own father. I didn’t
His hair was long and black, pulled into a pony tail. He didn’t have a shirt on and I could
We ate the lovely meal my wife had prepared and we retired to the sitting room, I sat
She seemed concerned that I might show up, but they assured her I was in town on a fruitless beer