Xxxecil s Nymph a ManiacsChapter 3 Anything but condoms
The Waverly Estate was large enough for one of those extraneous lounges on the side of the house. A place to fill with Papasan furniture, an extra big-screen T.V., maybe a mini-bar or table for some late-night poker. The entire east wall was just glass sliding doors, making it easy for my illegal spy-camera network to get all the juicy details. Waverly Junior was kneeling on a red velvet cushion, aggressively sodomizing a dark-haired latina with an impressive bubble-butt. She had dispensed...