Is It True - Part IV
One love story leads to anotherAnother Friday night. Madison closed her eyes and tried to relax. She regulated her breathing and tried to enjoy herself. She thought about the guy she was with a month ago. Brad. Of course, he was named Brad. He looked like a Norse god. Blonde hair, blue eyes, chiseled chin, and positively gagging at the idea of fucking a real redhead, particularly one a few years older. She was a twenty-eight-year-old athlete and he fel...