The Wife of the Preacher

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Angelique Carter was a young woman trapped in a marriage to a devout religious Baptist preacher. He was two decades older than she, very strict and moralistic. To make a long story short, Adam Carter saved 'her' from a wicked world because at the tender age of nineteen Angel was working as an exotic dancer, the only choice she had at the time to survive. Angel was blessed with an outstanding beauty, long legs, fine round butte, perfect breasts and long blonde hair.

It wasn't long before the lure of prositution and easy money became tempting. Thankfully she attended a church service with a friend and was saved by Adam. Angelique, at the age of twenty two found her savoir and a few months later committed herself in marriage. Unfortunately it grew stale quicky and she became bored, frustrated with the age difference, he didn't permitt her to have any friends her age, insist that Angel dress conservatively, behave in a meek and mild or proper manner.

Adam began to sponser a program through the church that helped ex felons get a second chance in life, re-adjust to society, if they worked for a year doing projects and such, in return they were given room and board at a cottage on church property. In fact the first felon was supposed to arrive tomorrow...

closed at this time for blue dolphin but if anyone is interested to play the role of my husband the preacher please PM me first
 
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Karl Bodinski,
29 years old, 5 foot 9, brown wavy hair, with brown eyes, Karl is very muscular, having worked out while in prison.
Karl is serving 15 years, for beating the crap out of a guy who ran his Mom down and killed her..

IC

Karl sat in his room, in a seedy little hotel, just a bed and a chair, but still, it was much better than that stinking cell tyhat he had been in previously. 8 years and 242 days he was in that hell hole, fighting to stay alive most of it. And for what? For putting things right, that is all, that guy was an animal, with no regard for anyone, well, Karl showed him, even if he did have to pay for it in jail.

But, what now? The parole officer had said Karl had to stay out of trouble, and report to him twice a week, and that they had found him a job even.

"Hell yeah, people are going to be queueing up to employ me arent they, Mr Paroleman?"

"Trust society for once in your life Karl, it is OK to do so. The local preacher has need of a handyman, someone to fix things up around his place, and to make repairs to a cottage on his land, a cottage that you will live in. I will be here at 7 in the motrning to take you there."

Karl was for once speechless, and said little before the Paroleman left. And true to his word, he was there at 7 the next day, to take Karl along to the big house and the cottage. There was not a soul to be seen when we arrived, but the door was unlocked, and there was a note on the table.

"Please make yourself comfortable, I will be along shortly,
Mrs A Carter"
 
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Angelique woke early, aware that the convict was supposed to come today and begin his parole. She was somewhat uneasy about the whole situation, having a dangerous person around, but Adam convinced her that everyone deserved a second chance in life and this poor soul was worthy of foregiveness too. It just so happened that Adam had to attend to a family who had just lost a family member and she was to welcome the stranger herself.

She brushed her hair and slipped into a modest sundress, not bothering with makeup, Angel really didn't need any she was a natural blonde beauty, and besides her husband did not approve of too much makeup, considering a form of enticement and a tool of satan. Once downstairs she noticed that they were without any eggs and left a note while she went next door to borrow some from a neighbor.

Returning home Angel saw the police car parked outside. Taking a deep breath she entered her kitchen. A patrolman stood with his arms crossed and a man was sitting at the table. The first thing she noticed were the tatoos on his solid bicep muscles, that and he was kind of handsome in a rugged sort of way.

" Oh, excuse me gentlemen...you startled me. I'm Angelique Carter, the preacher's wife. You must be Karl... " she blushed slightly, introducing herself.
 
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Karl hadd heard someone approaching, and he figured that it might well be Mrs A Carter. He was expecting a large homely looking woman, in her late fifties, with tits down to her knees.

The reality of it was that Mrs Carter was a stunner, with blond hair, tits to die for, and figure from Playboy magazine.

" Oh, excuse me gentlemen...you startled me. I'm Angelique Carter, the preacher's wife. You must be Karl... "

The State Trooper answered before Karl could say a word.

"Yes Ma`am, he is Karl, and y`all needs to know that we will be watching him. And if he gives you any trouble, you just call, and we will have him back in the slammer, before he can stand up."

The trooper turned to look at Karl.

"You hear that boy? You mess up, and I will have you, I surely will.
Thank you Ma`am, I will leave you be now, and like I said, you just call, ánd we will be here."

The trooper left, and Karl looked up at her, and then stood quickly.

"I uh, I am sorry Mrs Carter, I should have stood when you came in, but the pen, ya know, it drags that kinda stuff out of you. As you know, my name is Karl, Karl Bodinski, and i just want to thank you Ma`am, for taking a chance on me, you know, and giving me this job. I wont let you down Mrs Carter, anything you want, anything at all, you just ask now."

All the time Karl was speaking he was looking at her, wondering what her tits were like, and how big her nipples would be. It had been so long since he had seen a woman, never mind been alone with one. He dragged his eyes away from her tits, and looked down at her legs. His cock was twitching already, and he tried not to show it, so he looked down at the floor instead, Karl was avoiding her eyes, but he could not avoid thinking about her body.
 
Angelique listened while the state trooper gave a warning to Karl to be on his best behavior or else he would throw him back in prison. The trooper thanked her and left. She couldn't help feeling alittle nervous...

Karl immediately stood and apoligized about his manners, blaming being locked away in prison and thanked her for giving him a job, along with a second chance. Meanwhile his eyes seemed to lock onto her breasts longer than necessary before moving downward.

Although this made her alittle bit uncomfortable, she could hardly blame him since the poor thang had been locked up like an animal for so long. Besides before she was married, in her exotic dancer days, she liked being looked at and all the attention she got.

" Well... Mr. Bodinski, I hope you don't mind if I call you Karl, and you can call me Angel if you like...ma'am makes me sound so old, don't thank me but thank my husband Adam. He believes in helping everyone and forgiving them too. Everyone deserves a second chance. Speaking of my husband he should be back shortly. Now you just have a seat and I will fix you up some breakfast, a man can't work on a empty stomach ! How do you like your eggs ? " Angelique asked, turned towards the stove and broke an egg on the side of the frying pan.
 
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Karl was for him, in a very strange place, with a beautiful woman, who had aske dhim to call her "Angel".
He truly wondered if she really had any idea of how much of an angel she actually was. He had just spent almost nine years, fucking his right hand in his cell, while listening to others less fortunate than himself, getting their asses fucked by big hulking lifers. Compared to that, this truly was heaven for Karl, and the sexy Mrs CVarter was indeed an angel.

"How do you like your eggs ? "

The question returned some normality to Karl`s situation, and he responded straight away,

"Sunny side up please Ma`...err Angel, but you really dont have to, I will be fine."

Even as he spoke, he knew that it made no difference, this angel, this sex on legs delightful so fucking beautiful woman, was going to feed him no matter what. And now his cock was rigid, because Karl was looking at her, at her ass as she fried the eggs, watching he rwhole body move and sway. He stopped thinking about the food, eating it that was, instead he was thinking about Angel`s pussy, because he had seen in porno magazines in prison, women with shaved pussies, totally bald cunts, and the image was now stuck in his brain, as he sat there, watching, and lusting, and, licking his lips at the thought.
 
Angelique cooked a full breakfast of bacon, eggs, fried potatoes and bisquits with gravy. She enjoyed cooking and served her husband three meals a day. In between she was invovled with charity events, and teaching Sunday school. Angel was always helping out the less fortunate members of the congregation. While she cooked she explained some of the duties Karl would be required to do, general maintence around the church grounds, driving and such and she excitingly filled him in on the big church anual summer picnic coming up this weekend.

" ....now you'll have to be careful at that function because the whole town turns out and there will be a few young single females there. " Angel joked as she placed a couple of eggs over easy onto his plate. She also thought that he was checking out her butte before she turned around. Despite herself she leaned over, giving him a clear view of her nice round breasts when she put the bacon on his plate.

" Wait until you taste my peach pie I make every year... I do declare I won a blue ribbon two years in a row. " Angel bragged, going on about the picnic. Just then Adam walked in the door.

" God bless, you must be Karl ! " he exclaimed holding out his hand to shake.
 
" ....now you'll have to be careful at that function because the whole town turns out and there will be a few young single females there. "

At that particular moment in time, Karl did not give a fuck about any "young ladies" at any function, for his mind was totally engrossed in Angel. Well not so much her, as her ass, and her tits, that she seemed to go out of her way to thrust at him, when she gave him his plate. Drawing his eyes away, he looked at his plate, andit looked damned good to him too, bacon ,eggs and all the trimmings, it sure beat the shit outa jail food.

" Wait until you taste my peach pie I make every year... I do declare I won a blue ribbon two years in a row. "

Karl looked at her, not thinking at all about any picnic, he was wondering, "was her pussy like a peach, all ripe and rosy, and ready to eat". He knew though, that he had to stop such thoughts, because his cock was now so rigid, if he stood, she would see it, and he would probably be in deep deep shit.

And it was at that moment that a man walked in, a tall, distinguished looking man, older than her, and very stern about the face, he held out his hand, and spoke.

" God bless, you must be Karl ! " .

All thoughts of sex dismissed, Karl looked up at him, and took the offered hand, he shook it firmly, without rising from his seat.

"Yes Sir, I am Karl, and I want to thank you, for giving me this chance Sir, I wont let you down."

Karl wanted to standand thank him properly, but he had not dared, until his arousal slackened anyway, which was happening, as he ate his food. He decided that the best thing was to continue eating, and see what happened, rather than ask any questions. Silence is golden his Mom had said, well, he was about to find out if she was right.
 
Angelique poured her husband a glass of cold milk, serving him in an obediant fashion, careful not to bend over to far. Adam expected her to be a prim and proper wife.

" After this young man gets finished with breakfast, why don't you show him the cottage before he starts working. " Adam suggested to his wife.

" Yes Adam. " Angel smiled, " I think you'll like it Karl, it's nice and cozy. "

" And here is a list of chores, young man. I expect you to do your best and work hard. If you need anything do not hesitate to ask and will will provide you with what you need." Adam said.

Oh darling do you think it's alright if Karl helps me select some fine peaches in the orchard for my peach pie later ? " Angel asked hopefully.

" That will be fine dear, and you can show him where the pond is in case he might get hot and sweaty and need to take a dip to cool off. " Adam suggested. Well, I'll see you both for dinner later, I have a flock to attend too. "

Adam rose and kissed his wife on the cheek before leaving. She smiled and began to fill the sink with hot water to do the dishes. Angel was glad to have company since she spent most of the day alone, and Karl seemed very nice.
 
When the preacher handed Karl the list of chores, he did wonder exactly what he was letting himself in for as he read them.

Clean and service the cars as and when required.
Mow the lawns.
Weed all flower beds, and water twice daily.
Make repairs to the cottage, and repaint all the windows and doors.
Check all fences daily.
Be available for anything else that might arise.


It was almost as bad as being back inside, then he looked across at Angel, as she did the dishes, and her cute ass. He knew, this was a zillion times better than being in jail, no matter what the chores. And the preacherman had said he was to help her pick some peaches. "Holy Fuck" he thought to himself, knowing that he would jerk off that night, just thinking about the peach between Angel`s legs.

He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to visualise her pussy, pink and soft, the lips swollen, and moist, he covered his cock with his hand, and tried to stifle a moan. He turned his mind to other things, preacherman had mentioned a pond, where he could swim, that sounded very good to Karl, swimming naked, beneath a hot Southern sun sounded just perfect, again he glanced at her, wondering, does she swim too?

His thoughts, erotic and otherwise, were broken when she turned towards him, and again flashed her beaming smile at him, as she pointed to the door.
 
" Let's go on done to the cottage. Of course it's rather small and needs some good ol' lovin care but I'm certain you'll find it to your liking ! " Angelique said as she led him around back and down the hill. The cottage sat back in a grove of trees and afforded some privacy, not to mention it was rather cool down there too.

She smiled and opened the front door, allowing Karl to enter. " Well, it's nothing to write home about, but it has to be better than a prison cell. Oh, and the air conditioner works ! " Angel offered.

There was a living space, a small kitchen and bathroom with a shower, plus a bedroom.

" You are welcome to eat your meals with us, and if you need anything don't hesitate to ask. Would you mind if I fixed fried chicken for lunch and we have a picnic out by the pond, it's so nice out there, and we could gather those peaches..."
 
Karl

Karl had to admit to himself, the cottage was OK, in fact it was more than that, it gave him the privacy that he had been missing for years now. The privacy and the ability to do what he wanted, when he wanted it, in a manner of speaking.

He still had his chores to do for the preacherman, but if she, Angel, was always going to be around, then those chores would not be a problem at all. Karl had tried, he really had, to stopp looking at her ass, and her tits, but it had been so long since he had been near a woman, and hot damn, he could almost smell her sweet pussy, and he just knew that it would taste like nectar from heaven. She spoke again, and it shook him out of his reverie.

" You are welcome to eat your meals with us, and if you need anything don't hesitate to ask. Would you mind if I fixed fried chicken for lunch and we have a picnic out by the pond, it's so nice out there, and we could gather those peaches..."

Karl was feeling more confident with her now, especially as they were alone.

"Fried chicken will be just fine Angel, I aint had that in an age, my mom used to... oh well. You say we will picnic by the pond, is that close, to ya know, the cottage? I used to swim in the creek all the time as a boy, right up until it all happened, I even lost my, well that dont matter none to you. But yes please, it all sounds mighty fine to me, eatin`, swimmin`, and pickin` peaches, I am up for all of that."
 
...and picking peaches, I am up for all of that. " Karl stated seeming rather eager.

" Well....be ready about noon or so, after you finish the morning chores. " Angel said, trying not to blush like some silly teenager on her first date. She turned quickly and made a hasty exit back towards the house. For some reason she was looking forward to this afternoon. He wasn't quite like she expected and was kind of attractive too...

Once back at the house Angelique went into her bedroom and opened a drawer. Inside was a skimpy bikini hidden with some sexy lingerie, things that her strict husband would never let her wear around the house, let alone in public. Did she dare wear the bikini, what if Adam found out, he would rant and rave, quoting scriptures, and comdemn her as a whore !

Well she was going to take a chance that he wouldn't find out. It had been years since she had dared to wear something so revealing...

Next she got busy frying up the chicken in her secret recipe. She made some bread from scratch and added a little cheese into the basket too. Going downstairs she went into the wine celler and picked out a bottle of wine. Adam kept a supply on hand for Sunday services and company, although he did not overindulge. At precisely twelve fifteen she left the house and started down the hill, the bikini concealed beneath her sundress.
 
" Well....be ready about noon or so, after you finish the morning chores. "

The moment that the cottage door closed behind her, Karl had his cock in his hand, stroking fast, and still smelling Angel`s perfume, and thinking about her body. Quickly, Karl moved to the window, watching her ass as she walked away.

"Oh lady, oh you fucking Angel, you have no fucking idea, ten years, God I want to fuck you forever lady, You....have.....no ....arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Karl put his left hand over the head of his cock, to try and stop his cum from shooting out all over the window and wall. He moved to the bathroom, and cleaned himself up, his breathing still heavy, and labored. Finally he relaxed, and some semblance of sanity returned to his thoughts.

The reality was that there was no way that he, a con on parole, could ever dream of fucking his benefactor`s wife, not in a million years. Hell fire, if he even laid a finger on her, they would have him back in the slammer in no time.
But, they could not stop him dreaming, he could lie naked on his bed, holding his dick, and licking his lips, as he woundered, did her peach taste as sweet as he thought it might???

Finally he picked up the list of chores, and it was a long list, Karl studied it, bfore taking a look around the cottage, and producing a list of his own, to give to preacherman. It was what he needed to fix the place up. tools, hinges, screws and nails, and a stack of paint as well. It was a warm day, and the Southern sun wasvery hot, so just before noon, knowing that Angel would be back soon, Karl took a showe. He changed his underwear, and put on some clean Jeans, ready for the picnic, he left his T-shirt on the chair, as he saw Angel approaching. He knew that he was muscular, and that his body was firm, so he figured that he might as well show it off a little to a woman, instead of all those assfucking cons that he had done his best to avoid for the last ten years.
 
Angel knocked and entered, her eyes growing wide at the sight of the half naked con. She couldn't help but notice his muscular torso and broad shoulders. She innocently blushed and adverted her eyes.

" Oh...my...excuse m-m- me for barging in on you. " Angel stammered. " Where are my manners ? " Apparently Karl had spent alot of time working out in prison, Angel thought, his biceps were huge !

" Are you ready Mr. Bodinski ? " Angel asked , trying to regain her composure...
 
Karl

" Oh...my...excuse m-m- me for barging in on you. ........ Are you ready Mr. Bodinski ? "

Karl was dumbstruck for a few moments as he looked at her, because with the cottage door open, the sunlight streamed in. Sunlight that made the dress that she wore virtually invisible. Karl could see the shape of her body quite clearly, her long tapering legs, her flat stomach, the swell of her ample breasts> Karl was certain that he could see puffy areola as well, and her nipples. It was just too much, and he was excited by this, that a very large bulge appeared in his pants, and his very ample cock was getting harder by the second.

He could tell by the look on Angel`s face that she had seen his growing erection, pushing out against his jeans, he grabbed his T shirt, and tried to cover it up, before stuttering an apology.

"I am sorry, it has been so long since, prison, you know, all men, damn this is wrong, please dont send me back Mrs, err Angel, I will do all the work you need, anything, just please let me stay. Please?"

The reality was that Karl would have loved nothing more than to just peel that dress off her, and take her, right there in the doorway, fuck her standing up, from behind. He was also realistic to know that was not going to happen, because if he did, he would never leave prison again.
 
Angelique couldn't help but notice the bulge in the front of his jeans and Karl stammered out an apology. She understood that he had spent several years in prison and was not used to being around women. Besides she was secretly flattered, it had been years since she enjoyed a handsome mans attention. Adam was a straight missionary type, once a week if she was lucky. But that didn't mean that she didn't feel guilty, Angel never even was tempted to have an affair, was a faithful wife and was trusted by her husband...

" I do declare Mr. Bodinski, we will just keep this between ourselves. Now if you are ready we can go. " Angel stated, smiling to ease his mind. She wondered how he would react if he knew that she use to be an erotic dancer before she was rescued from a life of sin, but she had no intentions of telling him.

Angel offered him some things to carry and off they went. She wondered what his reaction would be like when he saw her in her racy little bikini...
 
Karl

" I do declare Mr. Bodinski, we will just keep this between ourselves. Now if you are ready we can go. "

Karl`s first thought was that he would be happy to keep it between her tits, or her pussy lips, but he could not say that, these people had rescued him, and he could not abuse their kindness could he? He followed her, carrying the basket, and watching the sway of her ass through her thin dress, he loved the way her as cheeks moved, almost as though she was naked down there,all the time thinking about her pussy, and if it was shaved. For ten years now, the only pussy he had seen had been in well thumbed magazines in jail. His cock was ready to explode, or so it felt, and he tried to take his mind off what it would be like to fuck her. He moved up beside her, looking ahead.

" I really do want to thank you for this opportuniy Angel, you and the preacherman, I was really going nuts in the pen. Yes I did wrong, and I had to pay, but I was not like those guys in there, the animals. Yes I look tough, and I am, you had to be, any sign of weakness, and you became assfuck.... oops, some guys you know, had wives, sort of, and girlfriends. Anyway, like I said, thank you kindly, and I wonder, at the picnic, can I lie back on the grass, and close my eyes, feel the sun on my body? And can I swim in the pond? Do you swim too, in the pond?"
 
Angelique listened as Karl told her what he wanted to do. It must have been terrible to be locked up with all those thugs, never being able to go where you wanted or do anything, eat that bad food...she thought, no wonder he wanted to lie in the sun and go for a swim !

"... Do you swim too, in the pond ? " Karl asked.

" Of course, I just love cool off in the water and sunbathe. My favorite place of all is the beach, but Adam doesn't like it and doen't take me very much, so I just go to the pond whenever I get a chance. Can you keep a secret ? " Angel inquired...

Karl nodded his head.

" Well...I always wear a bikini but my husband insists that they are sinful and only sluttly females like to show off their bodies. He permits me to wear an old fashioned one piece but I hate it and only wear one when he is around. You won't tell him will you ? "
 
Karl

" Well...I always wear a bikini but my husband insists that they are sinful and only sluttly females like to show off their bodies. He permits me to wear an old fashioned one piece but I hate it and only wear one when he is around. You won't tell him will you ? "

This was getting better by the minute, and Karl was having trouble believeing what was happening.

"Tell him? Hell no ma`am, and if I get to see you in a bikini, oh my oh my, you have no idea Angel, I think that my co...... Yeah right, I wont say a word Angel, not a single fuc.... opps, nearly did it again, I am sorry, but ya know, well...."

He walked silently with her, his mind racing, what color was her bikini?
Was it tiny?
Would he see her cameltoe even?
His cock was so hard, and she was so tempting right now, but he didnt, he couldnt, he just had to control himself.

"When we get there, do you want me to lay out the blanket so we can sit down?
Or do I get to swim first, and to see you in your tiny lil ole bikini?"

As soon as he said it, karl realised his mistake, but he thought to himself, "what the fuck, she knows I want to see it, so, I fucking asked her, deal with it Angel"
 
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Angelique thought it over...he seemed very eager to see her in her bikini and she hoped she wasn't teasing him too much. On the other hand, she felt rather sorry for him not being permitted around females for so long, alittle excitement wasn't going to hurt !

" " Well I guess we can git wet first and cool off and then catch some rays. I brought some lotion so you don't get a sunburn. " Angel offered. They turned a corner and the pond came into sight. It was in the middle of no where...

They stopped on the sandy shore and Angel dropped their stuff on the ground. Without hesitating she pulled the sundress above her head exposing her near tanned naked body clad only in a pink bikini as promised.

" "I do declare, I hope you are not going swimming in your jeans and t-shirt ." She teased, wondering if he even had swimming trunks...
 
Karl knew that Angel was speaking to him, but the words sounded like gibberish to his ears. That was because all of his mind, and his eyes, not to mention his almost bursting cock, were now focussed an Angel`s magnificent body.

He could see the full round shape of her wonderful tits through the material, her burgeoning nipples forming little peaks in the centre. His eyes travelled down to her groin, and the thin triangle that now kept her pussy from his view. There was no pubic hair peeping out so he figured that she certainly was trimmed, and possibly even completely bald down there. Her camel toe mesmerised him, and he just stared, for quite a while it seemed, although in reality it was only a few seconds. Slowly he regained a little normality, as her words finally got through to him.

"No... no Angel, not in my jeans and shirt, but, well, I have no swimming trunks, never have. When I was a boy, and before all this, err trouble, I always swam nekkid in the creek, so I figure if that is OK with you, then why not?"

He did not wait for a reply, and kicked off his shoes, pulled his socks off, and then lowered his jeans to the ground. He looked at her, to see if she was watching, before dropping his boixers as well, and letting his 7 inch hard cock spring free into the Southern sunshine. Karl looked at his dick, and then he looked at Angel, and then he sort of shrugged his shoulders an dopened his hands, more or less saying he had little choice. Karl then turned away, and began to walk towards the swimming hole, wondering to himself, "what was she thinking now?".
 
Angelique couldn't believe her eyes...Karl stripped out of his clothes and stood naked as the day he was born ! She quickly glanced away but couldn't resist and looked again. He had a splendid body, all muscled, broad shoulders and a nice firm butte.

Guilt washed over her. Here she was, a married woman, admiring a man built like a greek god, not to mention what her 'wicked' mind was thinking about...

Thankfully he waded out into the cool water which covered some of his nakedness. Angel just stood there, uncertain whether to join him or not. If Adam happened by, all hell would break loose, although she doubted he would ever come out here. She prayed no one else would show up to the swimming hole today !

" Believe it or not I used to skinny dip when I was a girl. " Angel informed him, not daring to go in yet...
 
Karl

Karl was knee deep in the pool when her words reached his ears.

" Believe it or not I used to skinny dip when I was a girl. "


He stopped walking, and absorbed her words. Then he held his cock for a second, one stroke only, before turning to face her. He was well aware that his cock was now ramrod stiff, and pointing straight at Angel, but it did not seem to matter anymore.

"So Y`all used to skinnydip did ya darlin? Then what in tarnation are Y`all waitin` for, git that thing off, and git your sweet ass into the pool lil
ttle lady"

karl walked back to where she stood, with his cock bouncing freely, and he moved behind her, where he spoke again.

You take care of the top Angel, the bottom is all mine darlin`."

Her biukini panties had ties, one on each hip, Karl took hold of both at the same time and pulled, before letting go, and waiting for them to fall to the floor.



OOC
Going to Spain on vacation Friday 12th, back here on the 24th.
 
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