Sapphic Nymphs Exploring Hidden Desires
0 How about we get a snack and relax on the couch?”
She looked relieved and said, “Sounds good.” I followed her to the kitchen nude, and she glanced at my softening groin several times. “Revolver?”
“It’s easy to get you off, and you can cum over and over. Miller it is.” I picked up a twelve-pack. I opened the fridge. Right! Nobody will force you to do anything. I groaned and complained, “She’s out of cigarettes, out of beer… there’s nothing for breakfast tomorrow, either. Incest was a nasty idea, and she was triple my age! One time at a hotel, we even broke the bed! YOU KNOW HER???”
I nodded and suggested, “I’ll ask if she can come say ‘hi’, and give you an autograph tomorrow. . Maybe an hour and a half.”
“Really?
