Mrs. Salazar
Ξ February 27th, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Mature Incest |
“Come in.” Mrs. Salazar said with a smile. Tyler entered the house with a polite nod. He stepped out of the Saturday sun into the foyer as Mrs. Salazar closed the door behind him. She was pretty woman, about 5′5″, black shoulder-length hair, and brown eyes.
“I haven’t seen you in a while.” she said, slightly out of breath. She was dressed in gray leotards and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. “Am I interrupting?” Tyler asked.
“No, not at all. I was just doing some exercises on tape.” she pointed to the TV where 3 women also in leotards were twisting their torsos in some sort of warm-up exercise. “You can help me hold my feet while I do sit-ups.” (more…)
