by kaibunny94 » Mon May 28, 2012 9:00 am
Sasha whimpers in pleasure at the roaming hands and slides her skirt off her obsidian skin on show as she fluffs her long white hair.
When it's all over we will arise, from the ashes of your worthless fucking pity. We'll make a name for ourselves, by ourselves, we'll watch the stars come down to leave this city. Sacramento is Dead