Fucking The Wrong Sister s
Criminal Damage. Those words had been stuck in my head for days; they’d changed my life. “Does your daughter know you’re here?” Harry asked.“I said that I had a headache,” which was true – a stress headache. Angela was the kind of daughter to make a mum worry and her latest exploits had put me in a very vulnerable position.“And that you were going out for a run,” Harry said, acknowledging my Lycra running gear. “You look good in Lycra. I like the way it clings to your cunt.” Not for the first...
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