After a tasty dinner, and one more tall drink for my wife, we headed for home. A blow job missed is gone forever!)
Anyway, back to what’s up with Deb. Bhabhi Luckily, my wife is a heavy sleeper, and Debbie, in a robe, nylons and heels, got one more load of cum out of me. Chapter 4
When I last wrote, I was having a great Thanksgiving weekend. Chapter 4
When I last wrote, I was having a great Thanksgiving weekend. I held on. I wondered if Debbie had pantyhose on, or had she been brave (as she had the night before) and worn a garter belt and stockings? She really didn’t know that she would take it as far as it went, but she definitely “dressed for success” before leaving home that afternoon! Debbie had a couple of drinks, but didn’t get too wasted. Deb’s husband could care less, and couldn’t find his way on-line to save his ass.
