Harley and the Hitchhiker Chapter 6
When I wake up, it’s a beautiful Saturday morning and not just because of the weather; it’s because I have a beautiful woman in my arms. I watch Angel as she sleeps, her head resting on my chest. The swell of her breast gently rises and lowers with each breath she takes.It isn’t long, and Angel begins to stir in my arms. Whispering, “Good, morning,” to my beauty, she turns to face me and we kiss and cuddle for a moment. “Feeling better, Angel?”“Yes Master, I am.”“I’m happy to hear that, now we...
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