Bayonetta s Abuse Chapter 12 Inferno
They were both wearing shades, but only one of them looked cool. Bayonetta handled the wheel with one hand, seemingly bored as the engine roared and the car tried to keep up with the demands of her lead foot. It was probably a mild day back in the city, but in the middle of nowhere there were few places to hide from the sun's blistering rays. Despite the harsh climate, there wasn't a hair out of place or a bead of sweat to be seen on the gorgeous Witchinatrix. Her black, leather and latex...