Tag Archives: Rusty Cuffs
In It — Rusty Cuffs
I tried to be cool when I did it, but I did it fast. I put her in it fast, because I didn’t want to mess around—adjust things, lose the keys, lose my cool. After all, she had asked me to put her in it. “You can put me in it,” she’d said, “if you [...]


Sex-Type Thing — Rusty Cuffs