Blog Blogger: BIG TITS ROUND ASSES Picking up the phone, Diana took a long drink. It took a bit of courage to reach out and ask for what she wanted and her heart beat as she feared Dean's mother might discover what her game was.
"Brenda?" Diana said into the phone, taking another sip of her long island iced tea. "Do you think you could send your son over here this afternoon? My yard could really use some attention, and my regular boy canceled."
"Miss Tate, I'm sure Dean would be more than happy to. He could use some more money for his books this term, too. I keep telling him money doesn't grow on trees
