Charlotte Sartre

Charlotte Sartre

The Goth hardcore girl

Summary

While meandering through the streets with my homeboy, we came across this Thug lounging in a parking lot. I mistakenly believed that I knew him, but by the time I did, it was too late, and we were chatting. I, however, dislike missing up on a chance. I made him an offer for a job he can surely fill right now. We persuaded him to suck my home boy off by taking him to a nearby location. He was a little apprehensive at first, but home boy had a dick in his mouth when we told him about all the other options he could be having. That is our manner of doing things.