One stormy night, Velma Dinkley was rummaging through piles ..
Added 2023-11-02 06:40:14 +0000 UTCOne stormy night, Velma Dinkley was rummaging through piles of books in a dusty old attic. The air was cold, and her nipples sat alert in her tight orange sweater. Rain pounded the roof outside and she came across a mysterious leather-bound book with ancient text. Even though she knew it would lead to trouble, she was burning with curiosity. So Velma plopped her ample thighs down atop a nearby wooden trunk and began to read aloud… (Part 2 in the next post down)
