Kumare hand work

’ I thought to myself. My mind was pretty much always in the gutter. “What about you, Simone? What kind of pizza do you want?”“Sausage is fine... I guess.”“Alright, baby girl. I’ll order the pizza and get it on the way home. Love you.”“Love you, too, Daddy.”Since I was driving and didn’t want to take my hands off the wheel any more than I needed to, I kept driving, knowing the phone would disconnect when Simone hung up… except, she never did. She might have thought she did, but she didn’t. She. During the afternoon, Phil found himself thinking that he had just had a really, really vivid bad dream. Emily was sweet to him, snuggled up to him, kissed him on the neck, rubbed against him like a kitten. She couldn’t possibly have had sex with a stranger the day before, just to get the AC fixed. But the idea haunted him. And he realized that Emily hadn’t done it just for the AC. She had done it for the sex. For the cock—and for the tongue in her mouth and the fingers probing her private. More

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