Grit and pebbles scrape against my tongue and teeth muffling my moans
. The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. The hinges of the passenger door croak and the rush of summer air hits me
. . As she began to turn away I grabbed her arm and turned her back towards me, pushing her off the last step and against the wall opposite
Grit and pebbles scrape against my tongue and teeth muffling my moans
. The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. The hinges of the passenger door croak and the rush of summer air hits me
. . As she began to turn away I grabbed her arm and turned her back towards me, pushing her off the last step and against the wall opposite
Grit and pebbles scrape against my tongue and teeth muffling my moans
. The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. The hinges of the passenger door croak and the rush of summer air hits me
. . As she began to turn away I grabbed her arm and turned her back towards me, pushing her off the last step and against the wall opposite
My Little gf (1971) prt 3 by Sonny