“He says his name is Ian, and that Kristin is tied up and can’t answer at the moment.” Thing is, Kate thought, I know for a fact Kristin hasn’t ever mentioned an Ian of any stripe, much less an Ian Johnson. Anal sex I’ve had to do worse things. Lots of it.”
Ian stopped the two-foot-long nightstick just short of Kristin’s panty-covered mound and shifted it to her other leg to repeat the performance. “Don’t worry, I’ve got enough cock for everyone.” Once he was done with the photos, Ian stepped behind his sluts once more and asked, “Okay, who wants to go first?” Read 45804 times |
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No!” Kristin said. Making sure the directions to her house were in his pocket, Ian headed out of his house and hopped into his truck for the drive into the city. “Who is it?” Kristin asked. “Now, as I was saying, some princesses get their abuse from their boyfriends, but
