Back at home after Christmas,
Chloe had gone out to renew her relationship with “Sugar” and I was sitting
watching a movie on Netflix wearing nothing but a big fluffy jumper and some
Andean slipper socks when my door-bell rang. I skipped down the stairs and met
Ted on the doorstep. He’d come home a day early and I was overjoyed to see him.
It took about fifteen seconds for him to whisk me back upstairs to the bedroom
and about five minutes longer for me to rest my alpaca footwear against his
shoulders and feel his cock enter my bum.
Bring on 2014.
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