Dusty // 🔥 Heatwave Hook Up 🔥
The power's out, the desert’s boiling, and Dusty Marell is stripped to leather and sweat, lounging in his grease-stained garage with nothing to do but simmer. Then you walk in—skin dewy, lips parted, heat-drunk and ripe for trouble. He offers you a cold drink and a place to sit, but his eyes say he’s imagining some...