Virginia’s Luxurious Evening, Shemale Solo Sex Story

West Palm Beach didn’t have many cold snaps, but when one did rake the city the weather seemed twice as frigid as it actually was. Virginia Stanton sat alone in her office on the third floor of Prism Design’s building overlooking the Intra-coastal Waterway. She had been chilly all day, mainly because of the dampness in the air; Forty-eight degrees outside wasn’t all that cold. Factor in the wind and cold breath of the Atlantic Ocean, however, and chilly became outright icy.


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