Par la lune
The evening was peaceful. Clair heard the rain pounding as she entered her home. She felt so alive. Wearing a blue skirt and white blouse, looking stunning. She sat reading on the coach. Looking particularly stunning, she trout. Her body swayed to the sound of the rain. Her plump breasts heaving as she sighed . Her plump creamy breasts lifting as she moved. Her skirt revealed her Snow White bottom. Her nipples were so firm today. She prided herself on her athletic body of 100 lbs. as she read...