Everyone calls them the 3D brothers.
Dane, Dylan, and Drew are triplets. It's almost impossible to tell them apart. Dark. Daring. Defined. They leave me dazed.The other D's I hear whispered on the wind are what make me hotter than a BBQ in Satan's backyard.
Devilish.
Depraved.
Deviant.
I know they like to share more than just a family bucket of KFC and I can't help but wish it was me they thought was finger licking good.
It's...