Ian & Mandy By Alan Goodenough The shutter and flash went off simultaneously. "Fuck off, Ian, I'm not in the mood." "Oh, come on, Mandy, you look so good laying there."
Darkness. Pitch black darkness. I could feel movement all around me. I tried to move but couldn't. I felt straps on my arms, across my chest and on both legs. Light.
against popular belief, and i believe the belief is yours, i did not notice you for your big beautiful breasts that strain the fibres of your clothes. i noticed them fifth after your eyes