Ride Of Your Life
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Last published Thu, Jan 12, 2017
"Scarlet" He whispered seductively in her ear as she trembled
"Yes" she answered her seductive tone shocking her
"After I ride this bull for 8 seconds we will see if you can last longer than that" He smirked as he walked away
There was no way she would last 8 seconds because just being within spittin distance of Brantley Woods brought her close to the edge, but God she couldn't wait to see how fast and hard he could make her tremble
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