I reached back and stroked Zeus' furry sheath a couple of times
. Every night when I get home, my brother's dogs come over from next door to see who is at my house.
. The fires I saw in his eyes burned my imagination into my soul. The door remained open until the kettle steamed
I reached back and stroked Zeus' furry sheath a couple of times
. Every night when I get home, my brother's dogs come over from next door to see who is at my house.
. The fires I saw in his eyes burned my imagination into my soul. The door remained open until the kettle steamed
I reached back and stroked Zeus' furry sheath a couple of times
. Every night when I get home, my brother's dogs come over from next door to see who is at my house.
. The fires I saw in his eyes burned my imagination into my soul. The door remained open until the kettle steamed
