Redsand Canyon Frourós

Towhee felt like they were breaking the ice by breaking each other’s faces. She laughed at his playful retorts, resisting the urge to point out that she could’ve bitten off his dick a few minutes ago. She wondered if Tamar would be sadder about a busted face or a castration. Maybe one day she’d make those crass jokes with him, but they hadn’t quite hit that point of camaraderie despite today’s progress.

Personally, I’m grateful for the close shave you gave me, she bantered in reply, rubbing at her scored chin, my chin was a little too hairy for me but it’s perfect now. She made a tch noise with her tongue before only slightly more seriously adding, Let’s call it a day. I think I’ve got a good idea of your… constitution. She smirked, just a little.