What Do I Wanna Do?
By HobokenSweat. [google-translator] “So, what do you wanna do?” he asked. Hearing his question, Carina Marie Delvecchio spins around, eyes alight with sudden passion. “What do I wanna do?” she asks, seemingly incensed. She pulls off her blouse, buttons flying. She lifts her skirt, panties down and off, and they land forgotten on the television. Her bra is next. Philadelphia’s Mount Rushmore indeed. She kicks her heels off and spits her gum across the room. “What am I gonna do?”
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