“Oh, you want some of this too?” she jeered when he was in her personal space. “Yea, mama, I want some,” his sultry voice whispered against her neck. “I want some of that pretty ass pussy too. “Op.” Hunter dropped the ball, allowing him to steal it. Tossing the ball to Axel, Nite used his body to block Hunter from running in his direction. Grabbing her waist, Nite felt her up until Hunter yanked away from him. “Foul,” she laughed at his lack of discretion. He was clearly using the game to cop a feel.
