C15 Erotic

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Beverly winced in pain, squeezing her head in between her palms.

“Are you okay?” Mrs. Chester asked, watching her daughter closely and carefully.

“My head f**king hurts. I can feel it splitting up.” She cried out, massaging her temple.

“Can you take a good look at yourself? What were you thinking drinking yourself to oblivion? Come to think of it