Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride
“What am I five now?”
“You are a fucking brat; you act like one.”
He flicks me the finger, nothing changes but it is good to see him acting normal for once. Honestly, I can’t even remember the last time we had such a casual set up. I like it.
Upstairs, I find Lucky finishing up on her call. She looks fucking adorable with her luscious hair piled on top of her head, some tendrils hanging down. Her slouchy, grey top hangs off one shoulder exposing her silky, tan skin. Those long legs of hers exposed and wearing just lemon, lace panties. Fuck, my dick wants her all over again.
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