Hotwife Erotica / Halloween Fantasy
Trick and Treat!
The witching hour is at hand. There’s a reason I dress like a slut each year. If I could do it every day, I would. Actually, I do. With a little help from my husband.
Emma is seven this year. She and I are walking around the neighborhood in matching costumes, witches. She’s incredibly cute with her little caldron, her face pained green, black…