Called Back To The Dark Corner Pocket
All I was able to think about was Jennifer lying down on the pool table on her back, wearing thigh-high nylons, no panties, her skirt pulled up, and her legs spread. Called Back to The Dark Corner Pocket The salty warm air gently brushed past my face. I sat in my chair, reflecting upon the past several months of nothing but relentless work and chaos. It was a Tuesday, and it was a good day while I was enjoying a well-deserved vacation. The preceding months made me wonder why I was working so hard, or rather what was the point. Now, finally, I'm at my favorite beach sitting in My chair...