Cherie’s own, still fertile ovaries lurched with understanding
. As the man’s head pulled backwards in a brief moment of rapture, Cherie felt one of her hands travelling down the front of her firm stomach, and slip beneath the band of her floral-patterned, white lace briefs.
. I'm going to go and fucking die! You tell that asshole of a father of ours that!" Johnathon screamed, and then just as suddenly was gone. " Tom said ticking the things off in his mind and on his hand
Cherie’s own, still fertile ovaries lurched with understanding
. As the man’s head pulled backwards in a brief moment of rapture, Cherie felt one of her hands travelling down the front of her firm stomach, and slip beneath the band of her floral-patterned, white lace briefs.
. I'm going to go and fucking die! You tell that asshole of a father of ours that!" Johnathon screamed, and then just as suddenly was gone. " Tom said ticking the things off in his mind and on his hand
Cherie’s own, still fertile ovaries lurched with understanding
. As the man’s head pulled backwards in a brief moment of rapture, Cherie felt one of her hands travelling down the front of her firm stomach, and slip beneath the band of her floral-patterned, white lace briefs.
. I'm going to go and fucking die! You tell that asshole of a father of ours that!" Johnathon screamed, and then just as suddenly was gone. " Tom said ticking the things off in his mind and on his hand
