Daughter Of Wands
“Fuck, that’s deep!” she exclaimed, her ears between her knees.
Asha had been unenthusiastic when her husband, Joel, first suggested renting a cottage in Wales. But, with overseas travel restrictions still in place, she understood that it was either three weeks in Wales or no summer holiday, and she had reluctantly agreed to go. However, two months later, as they left London behind and headed up the M4 motorway, Asha quickly realised the holiday had been a good idea after all. Having...
