Ten more strokes
. I raised the paddle.
. His mouth was as sweet as spiced mead. I had tormented my poor fisherman enough
Ten more strokes
. I raised the paddle.
. His mouth was as sweet as spiced mead. I had tormented my poor fisherman enough
Ten more strokes
. I raised the paddle.
. His mouth was as sweet as spiced mead. I had tormented my poor fisherman enough
