In Three Years
She clearly doesn’t since we’ve been fucking every chance we’ve gotten since my birthday!
As my brother starts the song, I walk back to Amory and lift her tiny ass back onto the stage. Then I pull her into a grind as I sing, “lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin. No nine to five put the work in. Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me you're perfect”! I slide my fingertips up and down the side of her as I sing which results in her breathy gasp. “Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl. You got it, girl, you got it, girl! I don't wanna play no games, play no games. Fuck around, give you my last name. Know you tired of the same damn thing. That's okay 'cause baby, you-”.
Hot Chapters