Don't Stop, Coach Daddy
Yamini Celestial and i stopped calling you daddy bookcats don't dance nothing's gonna stop us nowdon't call me daddy bookstop messing around mr bo
“You look beautiful.”
“Don't flirt with me.”
“Well,” I murmured, “I am.”
I captured his lips with mine, tasing her cherry gloss. Naomi moaned slightly, shifting her stance so I could deepen the kiss.
She stopped back, her lips swollen. I grinned at her, biting my lips and wondering if she would take the bait again.
“Stop sounding and acting foolish, Dylan,” Naomi said sternly. Then she turned and looked behind us, making sure there was no one at the hall. “Come find me, this evening,” she hurriedly whispered., her eyes darting around.
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