Country Air

By Mary Tales

Irina and Edward are going to christen their new home with some dirty fun beside the mill pond!

Irina and Edward are having a picnic beside the pond on their new property, waiting for their special guests.

When the four men from The Gang turn up, Irina knows she's going to have a great time, being taken hard, and in as many ways as she can think of. One at a time or three at a time, she's ready to take them all.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mary Tales
• Release date: Jul 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370471850

Mary Tales

With a surname like Tales, what else could young Mary do. She's a very naughty lady with a vivid imagination, and she wants to share it with you.

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Country Air

Mary Tales

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Copyright 2017

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The water in the pool was crystal clear, until Irina walked through it. Her boots raised swirls of pale brown mud as they dragged through the silty bottom. She went further in, until the water was almost to the top of her waterproof boots- halfway up her calves. She stood there, feeling the pressure bend the stiff rubberised material and press it against her legs. Even on such a hot, bright day, the water was cold, the chill working its way through to her skin.

Carefully, so that she didn’t raise a wave that would wash over the rims of the boots and run down to soak her feet, Irina turned around, to look back at the shore. Her husband, Edward, was laying out picnic blankets. Two of them, because they were expecting guests. He sat by the big wicker basket, and started pulling out food and drink.

Irina waded back to the shore. She wasn’t exactly rising, Venus-like, from the water, but it felt like an