Looking up into the face of Wan Pablo, a face sculpted by the gods, Rebecca batted her eyes twice, and gazed longingly. Xxnx He looked all sexy like, like a dramatic shot from the movies. Tonight was a night of madness and mischief. Back and forth the waves stroked the beach. One hundred yards before him in a field stood Bessie. A deep sigh. Her hands caressed the polished oak bench as her gaze drifted out to the midnight waves caressing the tip of the beach’s surface. “I’m sorry.”
Once again, the chocolaty words erupted from his mouth like diarrhea from a butt hole. For I am a woman, and these are all womanly things.”
“Don’t forget blow jobs on command.” Wan Pablo chimed, flicking a bit of dirt from his finger nail. This bitch had given her rose after rose… This bitch had given her rose after
