Busty Bride Ch 4 – The Rehearsal

Busty Bride Ch 4 – The RehearsalMy high heels clicked and clattered across the cobblestones as I tried to run without falling, or at least breaking my ankle. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” I cursed myself, “Fucking late again!”I’d gone out for lunch with a friend, lunch became a few glasses of wine, which then meant leaving …

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