Hell Night was the night all the really bad things were done; skinning cats and hanging them from trees, sometimes even burning the cat corpse, razor blades stuffed into candied apples, and the tiny skeletons hiding in the trees ready to jump out and steal your purse or wallet
. "
"Well I guess that makes sense, I'm Charlette, and you are?"
"I'm Ben.
. ”
She knelt between my legs and unbutton my shorts. I let out a long groan
Hell Night was the night all the really bad things were done; skinning cats and hanging them from trees, sometimes even burning the cat corpse, razor blades stuffed into candied apples, and the tiny skeletons hiding in the trees ready to jump out and steal your purse or wallet
. "
"Well I guess that makes sense, I'm Charlette, and you are?"
"I'm Ben.
. ”
She knelt between my legs and unbutton my shorts. I let out a long groan
Hell Night was the night all the really bad things were done; skinning cats and hanging them from trees, sometimes even burning the cat corpse, razor blades stuffed into candied apples, and the tiny skeletons hiding in the trees ready to jump out and steal your purse or wallet
. "
"Well I guess that makes sense, I'm Charlette, and you are?"
"I'm Ben.
. ”
She knelt between my legs and unbutton my shorts. I let out a long groan
