Uninhibited Seaside Tryst: Jasmina Volcan’s Daring Al Fresco Escapade

‘She doesn’t like pizza.’
‘No kidding!’
Béla teleported the mess outside. Vxxx “She deserves to know.”
“I know, Amos,” Walter replied, still staring at the door. Gasping, she turned around. “Is this some sort of trick?” a Latin plantation owner snarled. By breaking his big toy, I’ve pretty much wrecked his whole evening. “First of all, I would like to commend you on our strike against the drug cartel in Venezuela two days ago. Even Grams and I ‘get it on’ every once in a while.”
“Yeah, I know,” Jake Hedron replied, suddenly grinning. The Golden Goddess had promised Miss Chiapanni some alone time with her after dinner – not for sex, surprisingly.