My Life Without Garlic Part II
Copyright 2014Bailey Bradford
My Life Without GarlicPart II: It Was Only a Hiss-- or a Kiss!
Chapter Eleven
Forget the sticky mess and his dick flapping in the breeze, Augustin was up and running, underwear hanging off one ankle. “I’ll show you flabby you—“Chelsea cackled and floated up to the ceiling, her back pressed to it. “You’re too slow, you—““Argh!” Tony shot across the room and tackled Chelsea. Augustin yelped and covered his head as plaster and god onl...
Published on May 23, 2014 19:15