I can always count on you to leave me in a pickle! Or in this case, between two pickles.
“In walked Mr. tall, dark, and handsome himself…”
…wearing slim, tan pants that accentuated what she could only imagine was the most enormous cock in Christendom.
Forgetting herself, Milly’s hand flew to her ample bosoms and she gasped! Who was this second man stallion before her? She could hardly breathe from mangasm!
Slayde stepped forward and took the stranger’s hand. “Why hello there, Tex. This here is Milly, and she’s just the girl to do us both…”
Who is this manly stranger? Has he noticed Milly’s bosoms? If not, why not? Sadie has all the answers!
P J Perryman