....and then I told him he better be on his best behavior. Brunch? Sure. What time? 11:30am is perfect. Sure....No, I'm not doing anything right now. No. He has no idea what's coming next. I like to keep him guessing.
No top, no shame — just heels, black panties, and a body begging to be stared at 😈 "[f]"ace covered, but who cares when everything else is dripping with sin? Be honest… how long did you stare?