Getting Down by Helena Hunting
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
June 3-4
Ruby Scott’s favorite holiday is here, all she needs is a moderately good excuse to throw a party. With the help of her best friend Amalie–and Amalie’s fiance’s budget–the two of them throw a Halloween-inspired fundraiser. But no event goes off without a couple hitches…
Review : I loved this short it was cute so it’s set around Halloween and Ruby and her best friend Amalie are practicing Halloween makeup when Bane her Amalie dick fiance comes back to the aparment for dinner he keeps telling Amalie to change what a dick . So Ruby decides to say they should throw a Halloween party but Armstrong is like it should be fancy ugh . But Ruby and Bane dress up as Cat women and Bat man and they get a bit frisky in the closet and her outfit kinda splits very cute .
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Quote : Jesus. It looks like you blew a unicorn.” I motion to his cock, then use the counter to pull myself up. “So does that mean it looks like you fucked a unicorn?” “I feel like I need to retract the whole unicorn statement, because I really don’t want that image in my head before we have sex.”
“I have a ferret that needs to be played with!” Bane comes barging through the door. I expect him to be holding Francesca, their pet ferret, who has been penned up in her cage because it’s not safe for her with all the pins and stuff. But apparently Bane isn’t referring to his pet. It’s the one in his pants he’d like Ruby to play with. And I’m looking at it right now. “Holy mother!” I bring my hand up to cover my eyes because I’m unable to look away. I think I might be having a hot flash. All I managed to get a glimpse of was the head, because Bancroft’s enormous fist is covering the entire shaft.
“Bane, put that away! You’re scaring Amie!” I’m actually not sure if he’s scaring her at all. She has her hand up in front of her face, but she’s clearly peeking through her fingers. I’ve shared the size of Bane’s cock with her. I’ve mentioned my new religion: the Church of Bane Cock
Lex flipped up his skirt thing.” At my confused expression she fills in the blank. “He wasn’t wearing underwear.” “Oh!” As that news sets in I ask what I assume I already know, based on the reaction of the women in the audience. “I assume that means he’s . . . ample.” “Well.” Amie gulps half of her second glass of champagne in one swallow. “I sincerely hope he’s a shower and not a grower, otherwise we should consider renaming him Vlad the Vagina Impaler.” I snort. “You’re exaggerating.” “Oh no, I am not. He could destroy someone with that thing.” Her cheeks flush,
My Batman, my Bruce Wayne, my filthy-mouthed Prince Charming.
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