Glare for glare, nose to nose, chest to chest Karina was with Marlies, when together they arrived at the beach. She had claimed to be her better, her equal, her rival – and in truth she was, until the fighting began. Until body pressed against body, and muscle strained against muscle. Then, in an instant, all was revealed. All was clear. She was no rival. No threat. Merely a girl pretending to be a woman – a girl who will now set her tongue to clit, or wish she had, when the torture begins.
Back up the big talk or eat pussy