Life Is a Soap Opera
Copyright© 2008 by HLD
Chapter 3
A little over an hour's drive away, Gabe lay in his bed.
His hand stroked up and down on his cock.
Try as he might, he could not get the image of Bailey Crawford out of her mind. Her wide, firm hips. Her soft, round tits.
And her eyes. Those big brown orbs. They were hypnotic. They pulled him in and held him, like a moth drawn to a candle.
Gabe imagined her mounting him and riding his cock. She would lean forward, pressing her breasts into the palms of his hands. Her hips would rock back and forth.
He would thrust up into her soaking wet pussy.
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