We had been mushroom picking, as my wife enjoys the woods in general and mushroom picking in particular
. She quietly pulled up her panties, closing my cum into her cunt, and stepped down from the desk. Rachel looked friendly at me, with none of the concentrated passion I had seen in her eyes just recently
. . “I think I’d better get back to cooking your breakfast, before it becomes lunch!”
Rod pitched in and set the table, topping up their champagne glasses before he slid behind Carol as she cooked a growing stack of pancakes on the stove
We had been mushroom picking, as my wife enjoys the woods in general and mushroom picking in particular
. She quietly pulled up her panties, closing my cum into her cunt, and stepped down from the desk. Rachel looked friendly at me, with none of the concentrated passion I had seen in her eyes just recently
. . “I think I’d better get back to cooking your breakfast, before it becomes lunch!”
Rod pitched in and set the table, topping up their champagne glasses before he slid behind Carol as she cooked a growing stack of pancakes on the stove
We had been mushroom picking, as my wife enjoys the woods in general and mushroom picking in particular
. She quietly pulled up her panties, closing my cum into her cunt, and stepped down from the desk. Rachel looked friendly at me, with none of the concentrated passion I had seen in her eyes just recently
. . “I think I’d better get back to cooking your breakfast, before it becomes lunch!”
Rod pitched in and set the table, topping up their champagne glasses before he slid behind Carol as she cooked a growing stack of pancakes on the stove
The Pinky Chronicles