. My bowels clenched on his dick. Butt. And my life returned to how it was; full of hatred, yet an almost overpowering desire for something true. One wrong word could send us back to the last place we wanted to be: the real world
I bit my lip as I stared at my hard, pink nub jutting into those mouth. Our hands went to the buttons of his shirt
. My bowels clenched on his dick. Butt. And my life returned to how it was; full of hatred, yet an almost overpowering desire for something true. One wrong word could send us back to the last place we wanted to be: the real world I could’ve cared less about the things she did for me.
. My bowels clenched on his dick. Butt. And my life returned to how it was; full of hatred, yet an almost overpowering desire for something true. One wrong word could send us back to the last place we wanted to be: the real world