I’m so hard now the waistband of my underwear is digging in . “Are you getting turned on?” I ask. . In the deep shadow cast by the oil lamp I could see that her facial bone structure was good, her bosoms bulged alluringly enough her waist seemed trim enough and her legs were both long and slender, but her straw colour hair was severely bound into a bun and her face was pale as dough completely devoid of rouge or any ornament, enough to dampen any man’s ardour
“Why of course Miss Williams,” I agreed to her request. I heard rather than saw her disrobe and then her lithe slender body was slipping down under the covers beside me
I’m so hard now the waistband of my underwear is digging in . “Are you getting turned on?” I ask. . In the deep shadow cast by the oil lamp I could see that her facial bone structure was good, her bosoms bulged alluringly enough her waist seemed trim enough and her legs were both long and slender, but her straw colour hair was severely bound into a bun and her face was pale as dough completely devoid of rouge or any ornament, enough to dampen any man’s ardour
“Why of course Miss Williams,” I agreed to her request. I heard rather than saw her disrobe and then her lithe slender body was slipping down under the covers beside me
I’m so hard now the waistband of my underwear is digging in . “Are you getting turned on?” I ask. . In the deep shadow cast by the oil lamp I could see that her facial bone structure was good, her bosoms bulged alluringly enough her waist seemed trim enough and her legs were both long and slender, but her straw colour hair was severely bound into a bun and her face was pale as dough completely devoid of rouge or any ornament, enough to dampen any man’s ardour
“Why of course Miss Williams,” I agreed to her request. I heard rather than saw her disrobe and then her lithe slender body was slipping down under the covers beside me
