Naughty Young Thing Savoring a Sensual, Intimate Massage

“Fine, it that is what it’ll take, I can kill Ciara.”
“What?” John snapped. She had an accent, it was cute and John always found it sexy. XXX In addition, she was extremely beautiful, had 32D breasts, a fit body and a literal Kardashian ass. John was dazedd, having just been lost in thought. “Mmmm, a powerful man,” she purred as they both collapsed into the bed. It was okay, because he had plenty of time to ponder his actions. That he wanted to be nothing more than a fucktoy to be used and abused by her. He thought of his wife, and all the great moments she had given to him.