True, out of curiosity, she had tasted herself several
times, but this was different
. .
. Whatever the case, Danielle is finally his. In order to stop coming at this point, he begins focusing on the random shit around her house: trying to count every single piece of paper from her job that she has left on the kitchen table, the various framed photos of her and her family, the pencils scattered about haphazardly next to her laptop
True, out of curiosity, she had tasted herself several
times, but this was different
. .
. Whatever the case, Danielle is finally his. In order to stop coming at this point, he begins focusing on the random shit around her house: trying to count every single piece of paper from her job that she has left on the kitchen table, the various framed photos of her and her family, the pencils scattered about haphazardly next to her laptop
True, out of curiosity, she had tasted herself several
times, but this was different
. .
. Whatever the case, Danielle is finally his. In order to stop coming at this point, he begins focusing on the random shit around her house: trying to count every single piece of paper from her job that she has left on the kitchen table, the various framed photos of her and her family, the pencils scattered about haphazardly next to her laptop
