Wife solo

Gretchen looks at my lap and smiles."Look," she says, stretching the fabric of her white Pine Creek polo shirt against her breasts. She’s not wearin... a bra, and her stiff nipples poke against the soft pima cotton like a pair of hard, pink pencil erasers."See what you've done to me?" she whispers. With that, Gretchen slides down on the seat, her plaid skirt riding up her thighs until I can see the front panel of her white cotton panties."Come here, Horn Dog," she laughs, tugging my shoulders. Dani glanced at her watch. “I have to pick up homework in half an hour.” She replied. “Where is he now, this Troy?” “In the boys’ changing room!” Brad quickly replied. “We have time if you skip art now and you can be back in time for Smiffy!” “And what has he got that is so important?” Dani queried innocently. Brad was losing patience now and grabbed her arm roughly frog-marching her down the corridor before bursting into the boys’ changing room. “God it stinks in here!” Sally scowled as the. More

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