I looked at her across the table and grinned as I asked, “Is he at home, now?”
“Yes,” she glanced down at her coffee and gave it a stir before looking back up and asked, “Why?” My grin was met with a devilish gleam in her eye that caused a commotion in my pants
. Her pretty face bobbed up and down on me while I played with her tits.
. “Strange, isn’t it, Geoul?” The batarian stroked a finger down the woman’s battered cheek, through the silent tears rolling down her face. “But this one,” he looked over to Lysander, who was openly glaring back, venom streaming from his eyes
I looked at her across the table and grinned as I asked, “Is he at home, now?”
“Yes,” she glanced down at her coffee and gave it a stir before looking back up and asked, “Why?” My grin was met with a devilish gleam in her eye that caused a commotion in my pants
. Her pretty face bobbed up and down on me while I played with her tits.
. “Strange, isn’t it, Geoul?” The batarian stroked a finger down the woman’s battered cheek, through the silent tears rolling down her face. “But this one,” he looked over to Lysander, who was openly glaring back, venom streaming from his eyes
I looked at her across the table and grinned as I asked, “Is he at home, now?”
“Yes,” she glanced down at her coffee and gave it a stir before looking back up and asked, “Why?” My grin was met with a devilish gleam in her eye that caused a commotion in my pants
. Her pretty face bobbed up and down on me while I played with her tits.
. “Strange, isn’t it, Geoul?” The batarian stroked a finger down the woman’s battered cheek, through the silent tears rolling down her face. “But this one,” he looked over to Lysander, who was openly glaring back, venom streaming from his eyes
