What are you going to do with that? XXX I opened it and there she was, hair tied up, wearing a small denim skirt and a white t-shirt. “Go, quick,” I hissed, “I’m sorry, she must have decided to come home.” “Don’t worry,” Kim laughed, “I’ll be alright.” She grabbed her stuff and slipped out the back door, still topless. I saw her scramble over the fence and hoped that any neighbours wouldn’t see anything, before grabbing some kitchen role and wiping up any traces of what had happened. “I’d be going crazy without last week. Read 48633 times |
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