I'd been plagued by these wild sex dreams for weeks and the butcher boys were going to help me out. Because dying of embarrassment was not an option. More
Ever since surviving a car bomb, I'd been dreaming about my male buddies doing me in dodgy locations. So watching these four hot young guys wash up in front of the slaughterhouse was a real distraction. I was on the farm for a security job. And they'd never go for a tough ex-cop PI who looked like this rock star's mum. Mm. On second thought . . .