Chapter 166 STORY 47 - HANDLED BY THE HANDYMAN (II)

He spins me around. Lifts me onto the counter – the one he installed last month when my old one cracked, the granite cool against my bare ass. He kneels in front of me. Hooks his calloused fingers into the waistband of my thong and pulls it down my legs.

He looks at me. Spread on the counter he buil...

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