06/03
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"What's the problem?" he asked after sensing how unease I was.
"Nothing,"
"Doll?"
I looked through the window as drunk people passes by. He squeezed my thighs and my toes curled.
That just mek it worst.
"Talk," he demands.
"I'm horny," I said while hiding my face even though the car was dark.
'You have no limit n shame gyal'
I know
A fih him fault caz a him put mi fih sidung pan hood.
"What do you want me to do?"
I didn't respond
"Paige,"
I strained my eyes to see him the dark but I failed. I just knew had an amused mocking smirk on his face.
"Finger me,"
'No likkle decorum'
His hands ran up to my thighs as he leans in closer. I could fell his breath on my eyes.
"Is that all?"
"Yes?"
"You sure you don't want me to eat you out?" he asked and my skin caught on fire.
Which Jamaica man asks you this?
Then again him mix
I didn't respond
"Doll I feel like I'm talking to myself because you won't communicate," he said and I swallowed.
"Yes,"
"Yes what?"
"I want you to do that," I said
"Do what?" he asks
Him serious?
His hands massages the thighs as his fingers remained near my drenched core.
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RomanceCold air bite into my lungs, my breathing came in short gasps as my shoes pounded heavily into the drenched soil causing mud to splash up my legs. They're going to catch on me soon. I could hear their heavy footsteps, his heavy breathing. Soon I st...