All that was keeping her top on her breasts was the clinging of the wet cloth
. Melinda had become his fuck toy and he was playing like a kid on Christmas morning. Panic and fear were racing through her nervous system
. . I turned my head and looked at her, she was beautiful

All that was keeping her top on her breasts was the clinging of the wet cloth
. Melinda had become his fuck toy and he was playing like a kid on Christmas morning. Panic and fear were racing through her nervous system
. . I turned my head and looked at her, she was beautiful

All that was keeping her top on her breasts was the clinging of the wet cloth
. Melinda had become his fuck toy and he was playing like a kid on Christmas morning. Panic and fear were racing through her nervous system
. . I turned my head and looked at her, she was beautiful

Caleb Del Gato