I sat in the living room, trembling at what I had done and afraid to go back upstairs
. .
. She spun around and sat on his face, demanding that he eat her out. And then Suzanne danced, spinning away from him, her bottle describing arcs as she twisted and spun on the floor
I sat in the living room, trembling at what I had done and afraid to go back upstairs
. .
. She spun around and sat on his face, demanding that he eat her out. And then Suzanne danced, spinning away from him, her bottle describing arcs as she twisted and spun on the floor
I sat in the living room, trembling at what I had done and afraid to go back upstairs
. .
. She spun around and sat on his face, demanding that he eat her out. And then Suzanne danced, spinning away from him, her bottle describing arcs as she twisted and spun on the floor
