Brian Crain
Rain… It’s hard to explain to anyone who doesn’t live here in Rain-ville. Here, with the incessant drizzle-wet depressive damp that permeates the air with its near-constant moisture tumble. Because… Read more »
Rain… It’s hard to explain to anyone who doesn’t live here in Rain-ville. Here, with the incessant drizzle-wet depressive damp that permeates the air with its near-constant moisture tumble. Because… Read more »
For the record: I’m somewhat like a cat (insert pussy joke here) in that I don’t like to get dirty (playing dirty is another matter entirely) or (heh) wet. (There are… Read more »
In the heavy morning air, Rolling thunder added aural pleasure to my already awakening Pussy is trembling, burrowing under the sheets with the one I want to Fuck, Fuck, FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck! He… Read more »