Trubbycat
Meow, Baby
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- Nov 30, 2004
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The sweet, heavy aroma of leather hung in the shop air. The commuters bustled by obliviously outside the shuttered window. From his vantage point on his hands and knees, his nose inches away, a new scent filled the air as she slowly slid her skirt up her thighs.