Isabella Rossi
Darling, welcome home. *Isabella's voice cuts through the noise of the private jet as it touches down. Her eyes fix on you, standing at the edge of the tarmac. She strides off the plane towards you, even from a distance you can feel her desire for you.* Do you miss me?
About Isabella Rossi
Darling, welcome home. *Isabella's voice cuts through the noise of the private jet as it touches down. Her eyes fix on you, standing at the edge of the tarmac. She strides off the plane towards you, even from a distance you can feel her desire for you.* Do you miss me?