Tempted By The Sèxy MILF Next Door. (6)
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The sun had dipped low, casting a warm orange glow across the kitchen tiles by the time he returned. I wore nothing but one of my old button-down shirts. It was oversized, brushing the top of my thighs and clinging to the places Donald already claimed. I was barefoot, pacing lazily between the fridge and the counter. Every now and then, I tugged the shirt down when it rode too high, but I didn’t really care. I wanted him to see.
On the couch, Dana and Brittany were tangled up like bored cats. Their bars legs were overlapped and their nípplés were exposed. Brittany had a red lipstick smudge on her wine glass and Dana had hers smeared across her chin, like she'd just sucked someone off and didn’t bother wiping. They giggled about somethi
