“Nothing could ever stop me, baby girl, okay? It’s a natural thing. It’s just your body, it’s who you are. There is nothing shameful or gross about a little blood. In fact, sometimes it’s a fucking turn-on, especially with you. Now lie back and let me feast on my cunt.” “Your cunt?” I smirk, yanking off my shirt and leaning back on my elbows. I’m unashamedly turned on by his promises. “You have our last name, baby girl,” he croons as he leans down and licks along my ear.
