Wild Desire
But suddenly she found herself, gin and tonic in hand, standing at the door of Francesca’s room, watching her having it off.
Francesca and Bertrand were both totally naked. For a moment Clare just relished the contrast between Francesca’s pinky white skin and his which was doughnut brown. Bertrand was lying on his back, his feet towards the door. Francesca sat on his chest with her back to the audience, blocking Clare from Bertrand’s view. His erection was incredible. Clare had never see anything quite as big . . . Her mind flicked back to a memory of Francesca’s sex. It would be interesting to see how this one went inside.
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