When who but Slade…

The Good, The Bad and The Not So Sexy

She hailed a taxi and dropped like a brick…

…when who but Slayde Huntington IV himself appeared at her side!
“Hi Milly, what a coincidence.” That smooth tone, those bulging biceps. Her heart raced and she felt wetness in her panties. “Wanna share a taxi?”
“Oh Slayde, would that even be possible?” she asked, thrusting her well-proportioned nipples in his direction.
His greedy eyes slid to her generous cleavage and his eyes sparkled in a “I want to…”

Why was Slayde outside her apartment? Will her breasts ever be free of that blouse? Did she really wet herself? Stayed tuned for more Milly antics…

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