Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20171204141741/@comment-36910229-20181003005551

Replies not rep,it's oml ) Jazz set her scythe aside against the wall, sighing as she stretched her arms over her head, a sweet scent in the air as her center grew wet under her dress under the robe she had on top of it.

Dex raised a brow but hugged her back, "ok.."