Naughty Russian babes seduce their shy friend into a steamy threesome

Maybe. Beeg But I knew Candy would get to her bag before I could make it. It was almost as if she were trying to decide if I were trustworthy. Read 22230 times |
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Please login or register to rate this story Talking. All. I didn’t know what to think, so I kept my mouth shut and tried appearing as helpless and at her mercy as I could. ————————————————————————-Chapter 4
Okay, I get it. With her stiletto—absolutely. I needed that. God, I felt stupid. “You know a lot of people, don’t you?” Candy asked. Candy put her blade back in her bag with an eye still on me. I was tired, I was dehydrated, and I was distracted by a memory about a similar sharp and pointy thing which was now pressing against the soft flesh between a couple of my ribs. At. At. “And I have mine. “You won’t say anything about this, will you?”
It was a directive. I thought I had asked her out, that I was the clever one, when the whole time it was Candy working me. You’re going to tell me things.”
I wanted to look at the door. Candy put her blade back in her bag with an eye still on me. She was dead serious. I had been staring.