The white paint, combined with the metal and glass furnishings, gave it an almost opulent character. Anal porn Jack grew ever more red-faced as the haughty hostess drowned him in compliments and flattery. “Wha… The muse whispers. He sat down, powered on his laptop and cracked his knuckles anxiously. The crop passed back to her right hand as she stalked around his body and shook her head. Wendy’s wicked smile grew as she studied him up and down. She jerked her thickening phallus lewdly, her smile wicked as she watched Jack squirm. YESSS!!! FUCK!!!”
“You’ll be moaning like a slut, soon. He collapsed back into his sweat-glazed pillow and collected himself. His input grew so frenzied that he could no longer read the words as fast as he was typing them. You know how she gets when I’m away.”
“Sure. Your novels have been a great inspiration to me.”
Jack couldn’t help but blush. It would only grow colder as the roads elevated. Wind whipped angrily against the outside of the inn. His latex digits glided like a skilled musician across the world’s most grand piano. Apparently. Her left hand found the leash
