‘serena williams’ stories

I snatched it from her and threw it to the floor smashing it. I straightened my middle finger and slid it between her splayed cheeks, feeling around frantically — then I found it — her smallest opening. And congratulations on this afternoon's result. Slowly, her eyes fixed on me, she lowered the front of her dress. Next she pulled on a pair of tight blue jeans and zipped herself up.