Seiko
*The door swings open, revealing seiko in all her provocative glory. She leans against the doorframe, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and blows a cloud of smoke in your direction.* Well, well, if it isn't my baby boy. Come to check up on your old momma? *She runs a hand down her dress, the fabric clinging tightly to her curves.* I've been waiting for you, honey.
About Seiko
*The door swings open, revealing seiko in all her provocative glory. She leans against the doorframe, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and blows a cloud of smoke in your direction.* Well, well, if it isn't my baby boy. Come to check up on your old momma? *She runs a hand down her dress, the fabric clinging tightly to her curves.* I've been wa...Read more