The moment I saw what Donna was doing, I wanted her desperately, and charged into her room frightening her. I looked at her and cut straight to the chase. “Donna, why don't you let me help you?” She would rather stick a brinjal up her v****a than accept my help.
“Did you talk to Lola?” asked Donna worriedly.
I hesitated without answering. Then, I explained I was unable to catch up with Lola.
Donna shook her head anxiously. “Logan, you have to find her. If Lola tells Martin about this, we are done for!”
On second thought, Donna was right. I was too hasty. The moment I saw her sliding the aubergine into her p***y, I charged in without a thought. I had unfinished business to settle!
“Logan, why don't you go look for Lola first? It is getting late and she has nowhere else to go, so she mu
