Teen Whore For Cash
Written on July 16, 2008
Teen Whore For Cash
When Keri came through the gate he instantly recognized her. As she
made her way through the crowd his eyes feasted on her. She was
wearing an orange dress that ended mid-thigh, which also revealed
bared shoulders. Her skin was a deep brown from a summer of tanning,
her hair long and blonder than ever, and her lips were full and
pretty. His eyes than riveted to her breasts. They had perhaps
grown the most since he had last seen her–full-sized, 34 C or D
cups, he estimated.