Souled Out
January 25th 2010 She jumps urgently to the side as a horny hand reaches out from the masses of a Little India Sunday gathering and grabs her ass. Her eyes begin to steam over like a pressure cooker and I am half expecting lightning to come out of them and find and strike the offender. Then a white blob drops onto her shoulder. I look up but there doesn't appear to be anybody wanking in the windows above. I make us
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