"I'm sooo fucking tired playing second fiddle to that fat asshole." "I know, baby," Jess patronizingly replied while filing her nails. "You've mentioned." "Who the hell does he think he is?" "Well. he's Santa Claus." "Fuck Santa. Screw Saint Nick! I'm the motherfucking Easter Bunny," EB raged while on yet another bourbon bender. "I bring people chocolate. I get people laid." "You
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