A rainstorm sends me to a hidden cave with a horny talking vine... It may not be safe to let a vine take my holes, but it is thick and it can pound me... > Lire la suite
A rainstorm sends me to a hidden cave with a horny talking vine... It may not be safe to let a vine take my holes, but it is thick and it can pound me harder and give me more pleasure than I can imagine. When I invite it to use me again and again, it proves to be more than I can imagine. Maybe a rainstorm isn't bad luck after all.