The Nanny fantasy is one many men have had whether they admit it or not. You come home, your wife is out of town, and the nanny is the one there waiting up for you with innocent eyes and a smile. |
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The look of tight latex stretched across her ample breasts, the smell of glycerin PVC as she slithers onto the sheets and caresses you with her perfectly smooth frame. This is fetish wear the way it should be. |