The Abandoned Warehouse
Moe Lester —Excerpt— Claire sits quietly on the edge of the old wooden crate. Her legs dangled limply toward the floor as she crosses her arms in front of her tits and shivers in the cool air of the room. Gooseflesh dots her flesh as she watches Mo grab some more rope and swing it in the air with a big smirk on his face. “What are you doing?” Claire asks nervously. “Whadaya think?” Mo slurs. “Slide over,” he orders,
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