https://twitter.com/50ShadesGlasgow 50ShadesGlasgow ‏@50ShadesGlasgow As they stood in Motherwell Trainstation lift she knew it was wrong, it was her Brother, but £20 seemed so, so right.
She sucked on his length like it was a vinegar soaked, sausage supper, stopping only for a draw of her Mayfair Super King.
His baws like a full bag of diazepam he placed them in her gaping mouth while whispering in her ear "Ooof ya dirty hoore"