"My name's Beattie and this is my friend Robyn," I lied, to the yesterday man in the crumpled suit.My fingers stroked his crotch, as his car skated the wet streets like a speedboat. Parked by the river, I bent to suck...
"My name's Beattie and this is my friend Robyn," I lied, to the yesterday man in the crumpled suit.My fingers stroked his crotch, as his car skated the wet streets like a speedboat. Parked by the river, I bent to suck...