Follow me.”
Juan bit his tongue as he admired Desi’s young body. “Stay like that; I want to look at your ass and touch you. Ok XXX “Anything,” whispered Desi as she cast her eyes about, avoiding Juan’s unyielding brown eyes. “Perhaps we could meet at a different time? That is how she ended up with her current husband, and the prenup she signed made it clear she would get nothing in a divorce. One thing she vowed was her fucking girlfriend would never get Juan’s magic potion, no matter what. “So, what is this secret anti-wrinkle cream of yours, and why aren’t you rich?”
Juan hesitated; she wanted to be blunt, so he decided to be as well. Her closest girlfriend, Susan, cornered the ugly man.
