Wednesday, October 25, 2006

excerpt

...'Oh, yes,' she said. 'That's right, bitch. Show me how much you want it,' and she came forward with that bottle. It was gleaming a bit, with water sparkling along its sides. I wondered how much of it would fit inside me. When Christa reached the bed, she slipped her free hand under me and slapped my upraised ass, which drew a sound from me that was undeniably wanton. 'Good,' she said, more softly. 'Very good'...

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