“Yes
Rimming. “Now!”
Taylor Jameson, the man otherwise called IronRod, looked into the brunette’s eyes and saw the hunger in them
“I said, on the fucking desk!” Caroline told him.
. She raised her right hand and reached slowly forward into space before she touched my face. He used to spend most of Christmas Day in his shed with a crate of beer
“Yes
Rimming. “Now!”
Taylor Jameson, the man otherwise called IronRod, looked into the brunette’s eyes and saw the hunger in them
“I said, on the fucking desk!” Caroline told him.
. She raised her right hand and reached slowly forward into space before she touched my face. He used to spend most of Christmas Day in his shed with a crate of beer
“Yes
Rimming. “Now!”
Taylor Jameson, the man otherwise called IronRod, looked into the brunette’s eyes and saw the hunger in them
“I said, on the fucking desk!” Caroline told him.
. She raised her right hand and reached slowly forward into space before she touched my face. He used to spend most of Christmas Day in his shed with a crate of beer
