“Oh my God,” I cried in shame because this shit had me soaked. My pussy was wet already, but shit. I stared at Faxx as he moved closer. “Don’t fucking do that shit again Crescent. You had my wife in tears thinking something was going to happen to you,” Oz stated with another smack. This nigga was really beating me. His hits seemed to alternate between each cheek moving from one place to another.
