A Very Naughty Girl Dominates Her Husband
Matt’s car was already parked in the drive. Melissa glanced at her watch and secretly smiled to herself. She opened the door and walked into the kitchen to face Matt.“Where have you been?” he asked, politely and with a soft voice.“Sorry I’m late, I was held up. How are you?”Melissa put her bag on the table, removed the sausages and lamb chops and placed them into the fridge. Matt watched her arse in that short yellow skirt as she struggled to reach the top shelf of the fridge. The escaping cold...
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