But after a moment common sense prevailed: if help did come, how would she explain her lack of clothing? Whose story would they believe, the man—and it was definitely a masculine hand covering her mouth—behind her? Or would they believe the woman in her bra and panties (the latter item practically dripping with her juices) with a dog collar and leash around her neck?
Gee, I wonder, Patti thought to herself sardonically
. She didn't even like to read all that much.
Continue reading. "Call me. His breathing became very heavy, his face was flushed red and the veins in his neck were about to burst
But after a moment common sense prevailed: if help did come, how would she explain her lack of clothing? Whose story would they believe, the man—and it was definitely a masculine hand covering her mouth—behind her? Or would they believe the woman in her bra and panties (the latter item practically dripping with her juices) with a dog collar and leash around her neck?
Gee, I wonder, Patti thought to herself sardonically
. She didn't even like to read all that much.
Continue reading. "Call me. His breathing became very heavy, his face was flushed red and the veins in his neck were about to burst
But after a moment common sense prevailed: if help did come, how would she explain her lack of clothing? Whose story would they believe, the man—and it was definitely a masculine hand covering her mouth—behind her? Or would they believe the woman in her bra and panties (the latter item practically dripping with her juices) with a dog collar and leash around her neck?
Gee, I wonder, Patti thought to herself sardonically
. She didn't even like to read all that much.
Continue reading. "Call me. His breathing became very heavy, his face was flushed red and the veins in his neck were about to burst
