♤•♡• Popping Mango boba part one ♤•♤•
|16th June, Sunday |
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The guy was now busy with all that activity, but still he couldn't help but focus on us in what we were doing.
" Okay, are you ready to see it?"
"Where is it? He asked, examining my body, hoping that he would see it somewhere on my collarbone, arms, Any part of my boy that's exposed. The small of my back or shoulders. But it was not there.
It was not until I started pulling up my dress that he began to realize what I had done. He was hoping, only praying, that I did not get it on my v****a. I could just tell by that mortified look on his face before I turned around, he thought it was really there, not even here. A mound with a little decoration on it. Oh no. I love leaving him so embarra
