”
My brother complied, his tongue picking up where his fingers had left off
. I lay there, zoned out and drunk on my bliss.
Solo. Even better, its the daughters who plot to bed their aging, widowed father who had no sons.
”
My brother complied, his tongue picking up where his fingers had left off
. I lay there, zoned out and drunk on my bliss.
Solo. Even better, its the daughters who plot to bed their aging, widowed father who had no sons.
”
My brother complied, his tongue picking up where his fingers had left off
. I lay there, zoned out and drunk on my bliss.
Solo. Even better, its the daughters who plot to bed their aging, widowed father who had no sons.
