Sweet Mother of Christ: HER HIPS MOVED. ass porn Taking a breath, turning from the road that said ‘notice this, you’ll shop all night’, I finished massaging her left foot, took a heated towel from the bath rack, dried it gently. ‘OouchhH!!’ Fuck, that hurt. . . ‘Whazzat?’
‘Me, oh porcelain princess. . The clicks woke me. . Soaking her left foot, I massaged it gently in the water. . I looked up, the Madonna looked back. . Knock. ‘Wasssiat?’
‘Up.’
Up! They must be fresh in the box. Living in my fuckin’ face. Silently the door opened. Not now, not ever. Her right foot made a circular movement. . Living in my fuckin’ face. Wiggled. . ‘Where’re the God Damn keys?’
‘I don’t have any ‘God Damn’ keys.’
‘OOouuchhH!` Right in the fuckin’ nuts! Stilettos
The fuckin’ Times was a lousy pillow at best. . . Soaking her left foot, I massaged it gently in the water. At worst, it became a lumpy, smelly bag of bumps. Excuse me, this is a class place: Tap. I just did. . . Not now, not ever. I just did. . I just want you shouldn’t have it.’
God,
