I could feel her moving her tongue against the underside . ”
By now, Christy was standing in front of the desk, her head bowed, almost in tears at the thought of going to jail. . To finish the night on the couch seemed like a betrayal and an admission of guilt. I'd been in transit from the kitchen to the den with a fresh cup of coffee
I could feel her moving her tongue against the underside . ”
By now, Christy was standing in front of the desk, her head bowed, almost in tears at the thought of going to jail. . To finish the night on the couch seemed like a betrayal and an admission of guilt. I'd been in transit from the kitchen to the den with a fresh cup of coffee
I could feel her moving her tongue against the underside . ”
By now, Christy was standing in front of the desk, her head bowed, almost in tears at the thought of going to jail. . To finish the night on the couch seemed like a betrayal and an admission of guilt. I'd been in transit from the kitchen to the den with a fresh cup of coffee
