Smile for the camera by Erotic text

Wed, 29 Apr 2009 21:04:51 -0500

Smile for the camera

by Erotic text @ Wed, 29 Apr 2009 21:04:51 -0500
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Kala gulped down her 3rd vodka and Coke.
“Where the hell are these video security guys anyway?” she grumbled.
She reached for the vodka bottle, which was a little too far out of her reach, and as she over-stretched, her right tit popped out of her red PVC peephole bra.
“Oh just fucking great,” she cursed as she handled herself and put it away.
She had put on her red PVC bra and open crotch knickers as requested by Gray in his last text message this afternoon just before he took off for another business meeting in Ireland.
She liked the gear, but it sure got hot and sweaty after a short time and that’s when her 36 D’s would start to slip out.
She’d been wearing it for almost an hour; these guys were in for hell when they arrived.
“Might as well pour a double this time, I’m sick of getting up and down,” she said to herself.
She walked on past the full height mirror wardrobes that ran the full length of the enormous penthouse bedroom.
Kala stopped, legs apart, and admired herself full frontal.
“Yep, still got the looks girlie,” she complimented herself.
And she had: blond streaked bob haircut, red high heels making her legs look slender, and her ass pert as if she was still 18 years old. Her tits were just the right handful for Gray, but her cherry sized nipples were what sent him over the ...

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