Alison Goes to London: chapter 18 – Ass Porridge and Freezing Tits
"The rescue operation begins…"
“Okay, m’ cunt, guys, are we all ready?” It was dawn, and outside the window a drear misty late-November morning was beginning to break, as Alison and her friends gathered in her room at Fuckers’ Hall.“Check!” they all chorused.“Okay, let’s...