'Becca seems she was a
designated driver, or at least had been until the friend she'd worked
her way down to the bar with had gotten herself coyote'd in the
parking lot. Wasn't really a busy night, though, the neon lamp on the
wall taking up the most of her attention, the thought of what had
happened to her friend leaving a little smirk on her face - and bulge
beneath the bartop, skirt tented lightly for sake of the bulging
jackal-shaft beneath it. Her outfit didn't hide much of anything, all
th
'Becca and Ike
By: KrasnyiKoiot
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