Amy explores her sexuality and gives Russ a thrill.
After watching Amy and Gary make love together, I retreated to our bedroom and worked myself off before laying in bed and replaying in my mind over and over again what I had just witnessed.
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It’s a lazy Saturday afternoon, heading into evening. We do all the regular household shopping, gathering our groceries and supplies for the next week, making sure to pick up all the commonplace cleaning supplies we need for the rest of the day.
It was to be at an old farmhouse in a picturesque village in the countryside. Basques, stockings, heels, dresses, some big loud jewellery and some new makeup....