“I’m about to break this fucking dress, Joy,” I warned her. She pulled on my lip, and that’s when I said fuck it and popped that dress open, sending buttons, zippers and whatever the fuck else flying everywhere. The dress became loose on her, and I pulled that shit down until she was standing in front of me in a slip.
that man got 15 years of pent up frustration HE’S ABOUT TO GO HAM
