As she unbuttoned Ray's shirt, Cindy thought about the other man in her life, Jimmy, her fiance.
HER WEEKEND SEX SEMINAR by Rumple Foreskin Cindy Davis stood by the foot of the hotel bed watching the man she would spend the weekend with making love tip the old bellhop, lock the door, then turn and move towards her. What the hell had she gotten herself into? Wordlessly, Ray Mitchell, took the purse from her numb fingers and tossed it toward a chair. He missed. Neither of...Read On