“What if?” They teased, eyes glinting with mischief. Hands roam eager across curves, a frenzy of flesh and desire. Two Ginas, one craving — and tonight, nothing is off the table.
“What if?” They teased, eyes glinting with mischief. Hands roam eager across curves, a frenzy of flesh and desire. Two Ginas, one craving — and tonight, nothing is off the table.