Blaze
She's sitting on my lap with her sweet cunt pressing against my hardened d**k through the fabric of my black sweatpants. I hate to say it, but Thorne’s shirt has her looking like a vision of perfection. Finding myself not just wanting, but needing to lift it up, to take her n****e in my mouth and suck on it until she moans. I stupidly let her leave the house without any pants on, leaving most of her thighs exposed for others to see.
No one but us should see them.
Us?
No. No one, but me.
I can’t take much more. With the Niners on our asses, and the sounds of Victoria's moans through the walls from those d**k heads, I was due to snap at any moment. Worried I would bite her head off too harshly and say something stupid to hurt her, I decided to ignore her, pretend as if she didn'
