lace pantied ass

“Grrr,” he said, twisting around to kneel behind the blonde actress. He lifted the hem of her skirt over her lace pantied ass. “Whenever I watch you on stage,” he said, yanking down her panties to expose her white bottom, “I imagine doing you this way.” Felicia lifted her head, and tossing her hair to the left, looked back at him.

Lord Malinov, Flowers of Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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