Jeans
by:
i amtheoutlaw (author)
“Go over there,” Lydia nodded towards the jeep where Stiles had now retreated to weep inside, “and get those little britches off of him. And. Worship. Him . . . capisce?”
“Go over there,” Lydia nodded towards the jeep where Stiles had now retreated to weep inside, “and get those little britches off of him. And. Worship. Him . . . capisce?”
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Edition language: English
Very short, but also very hot.