I Like Booty 소설 & 이야기

|Thomas| A famous I* influencer gags between my thighs, eyes stinging, and lips smudged with lipstick. I hum to the sensation, smoke puffing out of my lips. She raises her head, and I clench my teeth. "Do you want the deal or not?" My voice comes out flat. She nods, trying to look seductive. "Then suck and swallow." I lean back, observing her eager compliance. So dumb. A notification chimes on the armrest—a notification from my burner account flares across the screen.

Andrius got up from the bed. Anya was dumbfounded when she saw his perfect butt. He was such a booty person. She was tempted to squeeze it. When he turned to her, she was even more surprised. His manhood was standing proudly. She blinked and suddenly her throat went dry. She groaned in frustration. She shook her head at any debauchery that came to her mind, because she's losing her logic again. "Like what you see, baby? It's all yours. You can have me, all you want. I'm a willing prey, baby," Andrius said in a sexy and raspy tone. He winked at her. He was obviously teasing her.

"Loosened it up?" "Yeah, when I saw how much porn there was for ass-fucking - sorry, I know that sounds super dirty - I figured if I was gonna be your personal bootycall, it'd be pretty dumb not to have my booty ready if you called on it." She snorted. "Sorry, teacher pun. So anyway, you wanna have sex with my butt, Mr. Canon? I'll do my best. I've had a bunch of boys say stuff about how they like my butt. It's usually really creepy, but I do work out a lot and I think it looks pretty good. If you wanted to say stuff about my butt you could, and I don't think it'd be creepy at all. The opposite of creepy. Sometimes my imagination boy will say stuff about me and I actually get even squooshier

Even the teacher stood amazed at the sight his eyes bulging out of his head. A small smile etched upon my face as I gaze upon the so called bad boys Kristrin Slovac, Kyle Bower and the twins. Kristrin the leader as everyone calls him dressed in a black leather jacket, white t-shirt and a black denim jeans, his thick black hair styled to perfection, thick muscles prominent within his clothing and a perfectly chiseled face made him look definitely like a hot bad boy or playboy for that matter. While his best friend Kyle had a dark skin tone, very tall with a slender body that could die for he was more of a supermodel type girls drooled at him.

I asked as I tickled him with my toe. He pulled away with a laugh. "I wasn't finished telling you what I like about you. You have an amazing ass, seriously. I could watch you walk for days. Your calves and feet are probably my favorite part, especially after the other night." He rubbed his thumb on the bottom of my foot. "And yes, I like porn. I'm not addicted or anything though, but I've always hoped I'd meet a nice girl who might watch it with me someday." I felt warm from head to toe, and inside and out. I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?"

damn he fly" I pimp to the beat Walking down the street in my new Lafreak Yeah, this is how I roll animal print, pants outta control It's Redfoo with the big afro And like Bruce Leroy I got the glow, yeah Girl, look at that body Girl, look at that body Girl, look at that body ( I-I-I work out)"

I can not eat them both. “You didn’t eat breakfast, or lunch. We’re gonna miss dinner. What’s holding you back?” “I don’t want to gain anymore weight” I keep my voice quiet. “Baby you’ve lost like twenty pounds in the past two months. You are getting to an unhealthy weight” “You don’t like my body?” My eyes start to sting, because I hate my body. But I don't want him to hate it, too. “I love your body. And I’ll love your body if you gain 50 pounds. Or more. I don’t love how you’re treating yourself. I don’t want to see you suffer like this”

' She tittered, the one insult that set me into my default setting but she's Ursula, don't care much. 'You gotta be proud of your booby, isn't it, hon?' I asked smirkingly. 'Check this goody out,' I shook my main attraction, ass, baby! 'Do you have this motherfucker? Nada—' 'In bed, my boyfriend will enjoy squeezing these tits. What do I need booty for? That's all poop, babe.' 'Mm hm,' I said smirkingly. 'Cause my momma she told me don't worry about the size,' I sang loudly. 'Cause them boys like a little more booty to hold at night—'

"If we hop in the Benz is that okay? Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae? I ain't no player, I just got a lot of baes But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae You know I like when you ride at the top, bae." I recognized the song and I couldn't help but smile. Roddy Rich and as knew of my favorite artists. I couldn't but hum along with him. And then he moved close, held one of my hands and pulled me to him.

I texted Katha, "Hey, let's go out for coffee" And I jumped on my bed when I saw her reply "sure, 8am call time" with wink emoji. My heart races. Wearing my cool hoodie and punk necklace with combat boots made me cooler, including my wolf cut. Everyone asks, "Are you a tomboy?" I rolled my eyes, "None of your business" in my mind.