Hell Marriage
Connor asked, he looks crossed.
"Sorry" I held my ears pleading, I turned my back to him and I wrapped His hands around my waist, I started twisting and whining my waist on him. I felt his sex harden but I couldn't stop, the song was really capturing. I sang along, loud enough for my throat to go raw, while I twerked.
"That my best friend, she a real bad bitch, got her money, she 'on't need no nig' on the dance floor, she had two- three, drink now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in "
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