You trained her! You kitty programmed her you goddamn WHORE!”
“Karajan,” I mutter, “Please…please fuck me. The knuckles in his right fist are torn
Japanese. To know I make him feel this way.
. Strangled, my cock swelled and pointed rigidly straight up, the veins throbbing. She screeched and ran up to her sister
I gently stroked her neck and tickled her ear.
going back and forth, up the middle and around each one as you get wetter and wetter and more and more out of breath…. “That’s Samantha and she is your masseuse
. You walk into the massage parlor to check in…
You trained her! You kitty programmed her you goddamn WHORE!”
“Karajan,” I mutter, “Please…please fuck me. The knuckles in his right fist are torn
Japanese. To know I make him feel this way.
. Strangled, my cock swelled and pointed rigidly straight up, the veins throbbing. She screeched and ran up to her sister
I gently stroked her neck and tickled her ear.
going back and forth, up the middle and around each one as you get wetter and wetter and more and more out of breath…. “That’s Samantha and she is your masseuse
. You walk into the massage parlor to check in…
You trained her! You kitty programmed her you goddamn WHORE!”
“Karajan,” I mutter, “Please…please fuck me. The knuckles in his right fist are torn
Japanese. To know I make him feel this way.
. Strangled, my cock swelled and pointed rigidly straight up, the veins throbbing. She screeched and ran up to her sister
I gently stroked her neck and tickled her ear.
going back and forth, up the middle and around each one as you get wetter and wetter and more and more out of breath…. “That’s Samantha and she is your masseuse
. You walk into the massage parlor to check in…
Christine Donlon & Others - Femme Fatales (2011)