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A bitch don’t have friends. They’ve all misused my kindness, betrayed my trust, or fucked my ex.”
“Your pussy is thanking me. That’s what the fuck is going on,” Ledge snarled as he tapped my center with his hand, bringing more of the waterworks.
“Practice makes perfect, pretty lady. Open a little wider so I can teach you how to suck this dick properly.”
God spared no material when creating him, especially not when it came to the third leg he was toting around as if it was normal.
And, once I realized I was giving the past way too much opportunity to ruin the present, I shut down my thoughts and allowed my feelings to lead the way.
He touched my soul, serenaded my body, and sewed the fragments of my heart together.
