Have Lips We Travel By Robin Risque
The sheen in her eyes only turned violet hues but her lips could talk beneath her wings. He wasn’t above her lips went 50 shades under below his Huh? He was spilling out blood from her lips of an angel but she was far from heaven to Betsy money and $ and more he couldn’t quite Brooklyn bridge the gap without her. If you believe that I will sell you the Brooklyn bridge lips were her asset. Please don’t cross the boss.He rides in a tinted dark car so no one can see him but he’s a sucker for...