A son with the bad boy
Her nipples dig into me, and I want her to excite me, I want her to get me hard and spread her legs in that vulgar way that pisses me off so much, I want her to touch herself, to put her fingers in and beg me to fuck her, but it doesn't work.
"Get out," I repeat.
"But..."
I grab her elbow, and before pulling her out, she pulls her shirt down, covering her tits. She shouts some insults at me from behind the door, and she's not there when I come out changed with my backpack on my shoulder. I bump into Apolo on my way out, and he hands me a bundle of bills.
"Are you coming to the bar?" he asks me. "We already have a couple of girls there."
"I'll pass."
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