While On the way to the house, Damon wouldn’t let me sit on the path away from him. So as crazy-ass as he is, He put me on his lap and cage me there. The whole ride to the house was killing me and sitting on his lap while feeling his manhood poking at my butt.
Oh, Jesus, I wanted to ask him if we could stopover at a church so I could pray for my sins lately.
The whole ride was draining me out.
When I got out of the car, I saw Martina standing on the side door. But I didn’t even take a glance at her. She’s like an eyesore to me.
“What are you doing here? I told you to stop bothering me and go on with your life. I’m married, can’t you see that?” I heard Damon blurted out, but I didn’t turn around or even wait for what he'd do with her.
I’ve already had enough bullshits in my life l
