I heard my mother walk down to the bathroom, she knocked and asked “Has Dave used the bathroom yet?” I heard one of the girls reply “He came…
. but has gone again”.
. “I’m no one. Eventually she rose, taking time to admire the firmness of her breast, the roundness of her ass, and the figure that still turned heads as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the moisture on her body and donning her bathrobe
I heard my mother walk down to the bathroom, she knocked and asked “Has Dave used the bathroom yet?” I heard one of the girls reply “He came…
. but has gone again”.
. “I’m no one. Eventually she rose, taking time to admire the firmness of her breast, the roundness of her ass, and the figure that still turned heads as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the moisture on her body and donning her bathrobe
I heard my mother walk down to the bathroom, she knocked and asked “Has Dave used the bathroom yet?” I heard one of the girls reply “He came…
. but has gone again”.
. “I’m no one. Eventually she rose, taking time to admire the firmness of her breast, the roundness of her ass, and the figure that still turned heads as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the moisture on her body and donning her bathrobe