“How have you served time, took bullets, and maybe lives, who the hell knows and you’re this dramatic?” She was still standing over him with her hands on her full hips. “I didn’t survive all of that to put snail pussy on my face,” he fussed back. “So stranger pussy is safer?” Daysha questioned, her brows knitted. “Wasn’t any complaints last night.” “Oh, don’t get cute. That was not in the package and that is not what we’re talking about.” Julius huffed, giving into her without any more fight. “Put it on my face then. The snail pussy, not yours. Don’t nobody need to see how pretty that shit
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