Mommy’s Hypnotic Discipline Chapter 2: Mommy’s Hypnotic Delight
Anna Miller “Shoot,” I cursed beneath my breath. I hadn’t considered my husband would feel guilty for punishing our daughter and fucking the little whore. “Mitch, look at me.” He stood trembling in our kitchen, the cordless phone clutched in his hand. He was naked, a muscular man with short, sandy-blond hair. He looked horrified, … Read more