Is Mr White Mr Right?

By: J A Fielding

“Edward, what’s closer? The Ritz or my house?” he asked.

“The Ritz is fifteen minutes further than your house,” Edward’s voice came through the intercom.

“And how soon can I get home?” Mitchell asked.

“Twenty minutes after we land, sir,” Edward said. Mitchell looked at Natasha and kissed her.

“We’ll be having bed sex in twenty to thirty minutes,” he said as he cupped a breast. Natasha felt a fresh flow of juices in her pussy. She could not wait...

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