Hollie Stevens
Appetite For Love Scene 4
Meet Hollie. Kansas City girl through and through, all corn-fed curves and trouble behind those cornflower eyes. Five-nine in bare feet, thirty-six B bust straining against her top, nipped twenty-five waist, hips clocking in at thirty-seven. Long legs, short fuse. That brash little mouth keeps twitching like she’s daring you to shut it for her. Blonde hair swinging, smile just crooked enough to promise she’ll misbehave the minute you let her.
Meet Hollie. Kansas City girl through and through, all corn-fed curves and trouble behind those cornflower eyes. Five-nine in bare feet, thirty-six B bust straining against her top, nipped twenty-five waist, hips clocking in at thirty-seven. Long legs, short fuse. That brash little mouth keeps twitching like she’s daring you to shut it for her. Blonde hair swinging, smile just crooked enough to promise she’ll misbehave the minute you let her.