Q: How does it feel?A: It's like sinking. It's sour cherry red, dripping fire down your throat, into ... [+]
Q: How does it feel?A: It's like sinking. It's sour cherry red, dripping fire down your throat, into ... [+]
They sat alone in the back of the sweltering Chevy, their plump pink thighs stuck to the seat. Suzie glared at her brother's hand crossing the sacred middle line, slithering forward like a snake. "Get ... [+]
It's hot today. I'm glad they built no tent though men will come just to watch women now. This ... [+]