The song would end
. I glanced back at the club.
Creampie. I squatted down next to her and brushed the long blonde hair from across her face and thought to myself…
…“Now it’s my turn!!!”. Trouble was … she was my cousin
The song would end
. I glanced back at the club.
Creampie. I squatted down next to her and brushed the long blonde hair from across her face and thought to myself…
…“Now it’s my turn!!!”. Trouble was … she was my cousin
The song would end
. I glanced back at the club.
Creampie. I squatted down next to her and brushed the long blonde hair from across her face and thought to myself…
…“Now it’s my turn!!!”. Trouble was … she was my cousin
