The rush of passion and yearning that flooded him was so great with that single lick he wondered if any of himself remained
. As they arrived on scene the crowd was startled with the sudden boom of Morto’s voice, “There is my prize fighter! How are you my boy?” Morto seemed to waddle his way through the crowd as he came to meet Luke half way to the pool.
Reverse Cowgirl. I wanted to break something. In her thoughts I could hear her hoping to feel human again, to feel like a woman and not a monster
The rush of passion and yearning that flooded him was so great with that single lick he wondered if any of himself remained
. As they arrived on scene the crowd was startled with the sudden boom of Morto’s voice, “There is my prize fighter! How are you my boy?” Morto seemed to waddle his way through the crowd as he came to meet Luke half way to the pool.
Reverse Cowgirl. I wanted to break something. In her thoughts I could hear her hoping to feel human again, to feel like a woman and not a monster
The rush of passion and yearning that flooded him was so great with that single lick he wondered if any of himself remained
. As they arrived on scene the crowd was startled with the sudden boom of Morto’s voice, “There is my prize fighter! How are you my boy?” Morto seemed to waddle his way through the crowd as he came to meet Luke half way to the pool.
Reverse Cowgirl. I wanted to break something. In her thoughts I could hear her hoping to feel human again, to feel like a woman and not a monster
