She then handed me her coat and showcased her tight little corset, which in turn showcased her tight hour-glass figure. Her tits were spilling out of her top. I could see now that she hadn’t worn this particular corset in a while and had gained some weight since that time. But in Sasha’...
Our First Place
For the last six to eight months of college Sasha and I basically lived together. But it wasn’t until late July, well after graduation, that we finally moved to Chicago. And when I say Chicago, I mean a suburb 30 miles north of the actual city. She was starting work and I woul...
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