The Big Fight With Tori Black //free\\

My hand scrabbled on the floor, searching for anything. My fingers brushed against cold metal—not my gun, but a heavy pipe wrench left by the dock workers.

"The deal was cash on delivery."

I thrashed, trying to buck her off, but she was planted firm. She leaned in close, her face inches from mine. the big fight with tori black

It features a ménage-à-trois sequence (interracial/threesome) that serves as the climax of the gym-based narrative. My hand scrabbled on the floor, searching for anything