A bit of maturity....:) enjoy!
Annabella…
"My f*****g d**k is bruised. Thanks a lot, Annabella," Ćesar shouted from the bathroom.
It was seven in the morning, and not a wink of sleep we got. Instead, we stayed up all night talking about what's ahead of us.
"Next time, I'll chop it off. Are you done yet? I'm hungry!"
He opened the door and my mouth hung open. I turned around quickly to shield my eyes. "What the hell, Ćesar?"
"What? Thought you might want to see the damage you caused him, look at what you did."
Nope, I already got a glance, that thing was thic...OK, OK! Calm down, oh s**t that's freaking huge.
"Why the f**k would I want to see it? Cover your damn self."
"But you really did hurt it, the heel left a mark. Look!"
"Oh my god, Ćesar, I'm NOT going to look. Wear your clo
