Erotic story postman
She was fifty now and had not worked herself for five years spending most of her time visiting friends and gadding around town.
Tags: dressingsuckingfuckingswallowing Lucy gets a delivery from the postman that was a bit more than she expected.
Shorts and a tanned, muscular body.
My mind refused to let go of the images of me stuffing my fingers in her cunt while Fred was stuffing things in bins, not six feet away.
He stepped away, giving me space, and I cleared my throat.
For my graduation present, my parents gifted me that classic four-door in a lovely shade of evergreen that looks like it has been in a couple of Monster Truck Rallies.
Especially when I washed my hair.