She gives the kitchen counter a final swipe.Hanging her apron, she calls out, "I'm off to book club, hun. Might be late.""Have fun, darling," he echos back.She parks away from the light. In a curly blond wig, with cherry red...
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"You wanted to see me, Ms Wallace? Am I in trouble?""No, but I'm concerned. You've been late for school and your grades are slipping. You're off to college soon.""Sorry, but I'm tired. Got a job.""Minimum wages won't keep you, young...
I spot her SUV parked off away from the other soccer mom transports. When I open the door, she's waiting as planned, splayed on display. Beneath her tee, she's pawing a manufactured tit, plaid shorts and panties tossed aside.Smiling nasty,...