Still shaking a bit from what I had done I made up my mind
Blowjob. Looking into the back of the van I could see her body straining as she whimpered, only then did I realise her rib cage was resting on a metal pedal clip which had torn her jersey, her face was lying on the chain and the bottom of the front forks appeared to be jammed into her crotch.
Had I killed her? Had the strain stopped her heart? I pressed my hand against the cool pale stretched skin below the left side of her rib cage, her heart was still beating
. . What I saw was the most perfect image
Still shaking a bit from what I had done I made up my mind
Blowjob. Looking into the back of the van I could see her body straining as she whimpered, only then did I realise her rib cage was resting on a metal pedal clip which had torn her jersey, her face was lying on the chain and the bottom of the front forks appeared to be jammed into her crotch.
Had I killed her? Had the strain stopped her heart? I pressed my hand against the cool pale stretched skin below the left side of her rib cage, her heart was still beating
. . What I saw was the most perfect image
Still shaking a bit from what I had done I made up my mind
Blowjob. Looking into the back of the van I could see her body straining as she whimpered, only then did I realise her rib cage was resting on a metal pedal clip which had torn her jersey, her face was lying on the chain and the bottom of the front forks appeared to be jammed into her crotch.
Had I killed her? Had the strain stopped her heart? I pressed my hand against the cool pale stretched skin below the left side of her rib cage, her heart was still beating
. . What I saw was the most perfect image
Running Out Of Options With Harley Havik