I met her at a party. What she did to me… I had to have that every day. See a shiny toy? I must have it. I had to make her mine.
With skills like that, she was a keeper.
I had to swallow something on my own, too: her past in the foster care system was colorful, to say the least, if not downright revolting. She didn't view her past as bad, although she knew guys would disapprove. I could live with her past and she was going to be my very own personal sex toy.
115 Standard Paperback pages, girlfriend/hotwife sharing. All characters are over the age of 18.