Erótík
I’ve concocted a magical bouquet, filled with aphrodisiacal flowers that my husband Monty and I cultivate.
What better person to try them on than Rose, the twenty-something, bookish girl who comes to flirt with my husband every time we set out our market-stall.
She has a thing for him and I have a thing for the both of them. Read as the bouquet’s scent transforms Rose into a firecracker of lust and we embark on a sinful threesome behind our stall.
© 2020 PublishDrive (Rafbók): 6610000278671
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 27 november 2020
Erótík
I’ve concocted a magical bouquet, filled with aphrodisiacal flowers that my husband Monty and I cultivate.
What better person to try them on than Rose, the twenty-something, bookish girl who comes to flirt with my husband every time we set out our market-stall.
She has a thing for him and I have a thing for the both of them. Read as the bouquet’s scent transforms Rose into a firecracker of lust and we embark on a sinful threesome behind our stall.
© 2020 PublishDrive (Rafbók): 6610000278671
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 27 november 2020
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