Imagine this beauty is your wife, as I wish this angel were, and she is waiting for me at home and she waiting for me wearing just a terry cloth towel. I bolt to my car when I hear the clock and I run every red light to get home to my angel. I hold her deeply in my arms kissing her. She glances at her reflection in the .mirror as the towel falls to the ground. She then leads me to the bedroom.
Imagine this beauty is your wife, as I wish this angel were, and she is waiting for me at home and she waiting for me wearing just a terry cloth towel. I bolt to my car when I hear the clock and I run every red light to get home to my angel. I hold her deeply in my arms kissing her. She glances at her reflection in the .mirror as the towel falls to the ground. She then leads me to the bedroom.