Alessandro
Athena Escarra was standing in front of me in nothing but the light pink lace bra and panties that I liked so much.
She is the definition of perfect.
The way her breast sit so perfectly, how her hips curve, that beautiful ass of hers, and most of all that f*****g face that needs to be on Vogue. I love everything about her, from her light birthmark that sits on her ass to the stretch marks on breast, ass, and hips.
"I want you to f**k me. Just for tonight, I'm not Mrs. Escarra, I'm not Oliver's, I'm not married. I'm yours. Just for tonight."
I didn't waste anytime in picking her up by her thighs and wrapping her legs around my waist. Those sweet cherry lips melted on mine and she pulled me closer to her by my neck.
I've been craving this woman the moment she s
