The Life Of Anna, Part 1: Enslaved - Plot & Excerpts
It felt good and I smiled. I must be dreaming. “Guten Morgen, Engel.” I wasn’t dreaming. I opened my eyes to see the golden, morning sunlight streaming in through the windows of the bedroom. Kurt was lying on his side, his hand on the bed near my chest and playing with my hair. He smiled. “Good morning, Kurt.” I smiled back. “How did you sleep?” “Good, thank you. You?” “I always sleep well with a beautiful woman next to me.” He grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I don’t sleep well at home.” I giggled. I was pretty sure he was joking about not sleeping well at home. He pulled me close and kissed me, his hands roaming over my body. I reached for his cock and stroked it. He moaned. “Oh, Anna. That feels so good.” He buried his face in my neck.
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