Monday, September 15, 2014

Saddles and Sin by Jessie Evans


Marisol she is a funny girl, "I'm sorry," she said, batting her eyelashes as she slipped into pacify the talent mode. "You know I didn't mean any of that. You're the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I'd take my shirt off for you in a parking lot, too, if I was a sex-starved drunk girl with no self-respect." She's also a bold on, "I have a few ideas," she said as she shifted her hips, trapping his rigid length between them, making his breath catch. God, he was big, thick and so delicious feeling." Robert he's not one for following rules other people set, "I don't give a s*** about good ideas. I want to work with you, and I want to be your friend, bit I also want to make you come." He's always willing to please his girl, "I would never make you suffer," he said, urging her legs around his waist beneath the water, moaning as his c*** came into intimate contact with her heat. "And I will eff you as often as you'll let me. Just let me get a condom." I loved this one better than the first. 

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