Love Notes
Sex in a blue van
Dear Lisa.
You may not know this, but I am so hot for you. When I see you at home, I feel like I will lose my mind. I love your body; your sexy ass and full bust turn me on. If you meet me at dawn in my blue van, I will show you my firm, tan body. Just don't tell my wife, she will kill us both.
Love. Carl
Hey Carl,
I have seen your firm body. At my side door, I look for you to come home from work. Your sexy tool belt does turn me on, and I dig your long, dark hair. I will meet you at dawn in your blue van, and we can make mad love. I will only wear my red silk slip, and I just got a wax job. You will love it! We can role play. You can be a jock, and I will be a teen girl with a bad rep. I plan to blow your mind. Wait for me!
Your Wild Wife Lisa
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Joyce O’Day
After retiring from teaching world history for over 20 years, I am living every day on holiday: enjoying life with my family, traveling, gardening, engaging with my community in Las Vegas, and reflecting on the current state of the world.
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