A poem…
The roar of the crowd is a like an animal.
-Home Alone -
Tingles assault her spine as her husband’s friend grins.
“How can you ask that?” She looks at her husband’s friend and wonders what happened to their promise of forsaking all others…
Willingly unveiling her pinkest flesh, she smiles at his deep lusty grin. They’d flirted with…
100 words, a Mix to get you squirming