CHAPTER THREET.J. stood inside of the tub with his head bowed and his hand pressed against the tiled wall. His eyelids were shut as the shower water beat down upon him, washing off the soap suds. He found his d**k growing hard thinking about how he had Boo in the backseat of her car, beating her p***y up. He hadn’t had any ass in a while and had forgotten what it was like to be with a woman, but damn did little momma give him a reminder. The only thing he hated was that he nutted so fast. He really didn’t get a chance to enjoy the s*x, and he was sure Boo didn’t either. Right then he decided once he was done with his shower he was going to make up for his lackluster performance from earlier that day.
T.J. turned the dials and shut the shower water off. He slid open the glass sliding door
