Сумка Tatonka Check In M (tan)

Come on and check out, our selection." She stepped inside the store and glanced back at the man. He was in his mid-thirties, good looking in an average sort of way, and dressed casually but neatly in slacks and a sports shirt opened at the collar. A glimpse of tanned flesh from his opened collar made Misty instantly wonder if he was so well tanned all over as she took in the view of his athletically built body. His hair, though blond, was a shade darker than Misty's, and the way his penetrating blue eyes enjoyed the generous bulge of her tits inside her halter top, she knew he wasn't bashful in his appreciation of her sexy body. "I didn't bring any money with me," she said as he escorted her deeper into the store. "So I guess you're wasting your time." "Oh, I don't think so," he said with a light chuckle. "I saw you walk up, so you must live in the neighborhood. Now I think I could trust a neighbor lady if she saw a title she wanted to take home for the afternoon and pay for when she brought it back this evening." Misty giggled. "You're some talker," she cooed, easily slipping into a flirty mood and thoroughly enjoying the exchange. "I just bet you do a booming little business here." He shrugged. "We get no complaints," he said with a wink ...»