Keeping the driver awake with lurid and prurient tales

Keeping the driver awake with lurid and prurient tales: “She rolled over again, pushed a mass of inky hair away from her eyes, and surveyed her body with the satisfaction in which there was nothing of smugness. She knew it was a good body, a lovely body. It was too early for her to have acquired a tan and her skin was tender and white and unblemished. She was not a tall girl, though the slenderness of her legs gave that impression. She raised her arms in the sudden deft motion, thrusting at the ceiling, and the movement pulled her small breasts into taut mounds spiked with pink

Keeping the driver awake with lurid and prurient tales: “She rolled over again, pushed a mass of inky hair away from her eyes, and surveyed her body with the satisfaction in which there was nothing of smugness. She knew it was a good body, a lovely body. It was too early for her to have acquired a tan and her skin was tender and white and unblemished. She was not a tall girl, though the slenderness of her legs gave that impression. She raised her arms in the sudden deft motion, thrusting at the ceiling, and the movement pulled her small breasts into taut mounds spiked with pink.” #shantyboat #pulpfiction — at Little America, Wyoming

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