“Yumm, taco’s,” Brit said
. .
. I could barely make out her face, the streetlight was reflecting in my face. She pulled me to her and began taking off my t-shirt, which was half soaked from all the heat
“Yumm, taco’s,” Brit said
. .
. I could barely make out her face, the streetlight was reflecting in my face. She pulled me to her and began taking off my t-shirt, which was half soaked from all the heat
“Yumm, taco’s,” Brit said
. .
. I could barely make out her face, the streetlight was reflecting in my face. She pulled me to her and began taking off my t-shirt, which was half soaked from all the heat
