Brad Pitt Fucks Lindsay Smith
I yelled at Lindsay in anger across the table through the noise at the popular L.A. night club. We had been fighting since we left the hotel that evening. I felt her outfit for the night was inappropriate. “You look like a fucking slut!” I yelled over the music. Her mouth dropped again. “Fuck you, asshole! It’s no different from what I always wear out, get the fuck over it!!” I looked away from her. Her outfit, in reality, really wasn’t all that bad, but ever since we had left the room, she had been getting all kinds of looks from men, and it was making me jealous. I wanted to go back to the room so she could change into something more reserved. She wore a black strapless number that was cut low, designed to highlight her large, soft, golden brown tits. Her skirt was slightly more conservative, also black but clinging tightly to her body, stopping only a…
