No matter which one of the fuckers was his father
. Spots danced before her eyes as the blood flow to her brain slowed. “No, that won't do,” Burt said, as he started to tap the cushion of the love seat, “Come sit beside me Faith
. . Turning your body to face me you run your hand across my stomach, down to the outside of my hip, and further down my thigh, reaching my knee and gently pulling my leg over yours
No matter which one of the fuckers was his father
. Spots danced before her eyes as the blood flow to her brain slowed. “No, that won't do,” Burt said, as he started to tap the cushion of the love seat, “Come sit beside me Faith
. . Turning your body to face me you run your hand across my stomach, down to the outside of my hip, and further down my thigh, reaching my knee and gently pulling my leg over yours
No matter which one of the fuckers was his father
. Spots danced before her eyes as the blood flow to her brain slowed. “No, that won't do,” Burt said, as he started to tap the cushion of the love seat, “Come sit beside me Faith
. . Turning your body to face me you run your hand across my stomach, down to the outside of my hip, and further down my thigh, reaching my knee and gently pulling my leg over yours
Cherry Torn - Teachers Pet