Everyday he picks her up on his bike and sends her to work. Before they arrive they stop at a quiet place and he fucks her, bent over the bike. Then she goes to work.
Where does he pick her up from?
Her boyfriend's place.
About Me
- pure
- in the summer there was love, and my heart was an open road. we could have rolled on for ever. but the days became short, and winter came too soon, and the land is blanketed with snow. no two snowflakes drifting through my hands are identical, but they obliterate the ground all the same.
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