As she turned the corner of her street, she saw Jake at her front door, finger poised over the doorbell button, contemplating whether or not to push it
. She moved to the lower bench, next to him, untying his shorts as he sat and she tasted herself on his lips.
Mom. “What was that?” Jacob asked finding himself spitting to clear his mouth out of the liquid she coated him with. Devons angered him where before he would just feel ashamed
As she turned the corner of her street, she saw Jake at her front door, finger poised over the doorbell button, contemplating whether or not to push it
. She moved to the lower bench, next to him, untying his shorts as he sat and she tasted herself on his lips.
Mom. “What was that?” Jacob asked finding himself spitting to clear his mouth out of the liquid she coated him with. Devons angered him where before he would just feel ashamed
As she turned the corner of her street, she saw Jake at her front door, finger poised over the doorbell button, contemplating whether or not to push it
. She moved to the lower bench, next to him, untying his shorts as he sat and she tasted herself on his lips.
Mom. “What was that?” Jacob asked finding himself spitting to clear his mouth out of the liquid she coated him with. Devons angered him where before he would just feel ashamed
