mrs esah solis attempted to seduce me by first luring me to her house for an intimate dinner for two…
what? no candlelights?
i gallantly offered to help her clean up after the meal. i have, after all, had experience as her gardener, mowing the front lawn of her house. so this was nothing, really.
my mommy taught me to use the wet wipes well, mrs solis.
she then instructed me to change into something “more comfortable”. i obliged. she seemed quite… ecstatic. the kitchen floor, mrs solis? well, if you insist…
who let the dogs out!
she wrapped me in an amorous embrace, and that was it – resistance was futile!
i’m too sexy for this romper.
oh well, what can i say…
ps: dear mr fadz solis, apparently your wife is not only a lesbian, she is also a cradle-snatcher. please don’t beat me up. thank you.
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