I patted my side-holster, reassured by the weight of my gun
Doggy Style. “Is this her?” asked Foster, a note of disappointment in his voice. The living room was dark, though, and there was no one in sight
. . Very wet
I patted my side-holster, reassured by the weight of my gun
Doggy Style. “Is this her?” asked Foster, a note of disappointment in his voice. The living room was dark, though, and there was no one in sight
. . Very wet
I patted my side-holster, reassured by the weight of my gun
Doggy Style. “Is this her?” asked Foster, a note of disappointment in his voice. The living room was dark, though, and there was no one in sight
. . Very wet
Breaking Into 18yo Asshole