snake my arm around her waist. “You’re the most beautiful woman here.” “Do you see him?” She swivels her head, pretending to not hear me. “What if he doesn’t show up?” “That dress fits you like a second skin. Will you let me peel it off you when we get back home?” “I’m not a piece of fruit,” she grumbles. “Your pussy sure tastes like one.”
NERO PLS
