tfsplash: It had been hours since Kristen last moved a muscle. She was bound to the spot by the mesm
tfsplash: It had been hours since Kristen last moved a muscle. She was bound to the spot by the mesmerizing chords and subliminal messaging that echoed through the halls of the grand mansion. Gone was the studious valedictorian. Gone was the staunch women’s rights zealot. Gone was the chaste minister’s daughter. All that was left was one purpose. One thought. As the music faded and a calming silence fell across the mansion, Kristen opened her eyes looking for someone to fuck. -- source link