Can I touch it?”
“No, you can’t touch it!” Nothing like anger to quell an existential crisis. But having her pink areolas out and about brought a new dimension of embarrassment discomfort. XXNX You’re such a slave driver.” Archie trudged out of bed only to take two steps and collapse pantless in his gaming chair. When it was finally in her possession, Marisol wrapped the phone in the bundle of her discarded clothes, making sure not to give Archie too much to ogle at as she bent down. But if she didn’t stretch her lips around it, today would be another wasted day. Archie made the mating call of a dying sloth before turning over in his bed. Marisol sucked the urethra bone-dry so that Archie had no reason to complain for at least fifteen minutes.
