Gravity is a b***h—and it never takes a day off.
Gravity is a b***h—and it never takes a day off.Gravity is a b***h—Roderick continued to flounder in his blissful state of indecision. His hand still resting on Austin’s curvaceous derriere, lust continued to chip away at his pain. His fingers slid into the waistband of her pants and discovered the thin straps of her thong. Austin’s mouth was open, encouraging his tongue inside her. And that’s when Roderick Malone’s day took a turn for the worse. A subtle change of body angle—maybe too much lean on his part—maybe Austin ever-so-slightly pulling away.
In the end, it didn’t matter.
On two good legs it would have been nothing, at most a slight pause in their prelude to s*x. But Roderick was one leg short, and his undamaged appendage was wrap
