I could still hear the faint snore behind me, or was it a moan? Tried to tell you to stop.” His hands were still at my waist, trembling. Xxnx Hurry, grab the hammer and the stakes.” We made a dash for the gear and secured the remaining tent. I wanted him inside me. My dad reached into the tent and pulled out two bags. No need to check.” But he didn’t move his arms. “Sorry dad.” I whispered. The night air was cold, almost biting through the hoodie I had on. “Ok, well, looks like we share the sleeping bag. Read 23358 times |
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