Rage: President & First Lady of the Death Dealers Mc
“She’s fucking beautiful and she’s mine. I don’t need to hide it anymore. I can shout it from every rooftop. Touching her last night made me lose my fucking senses. I swear I was stark-raving mad the entire time, not in control of my mind. It took everything in me not to bury myself balls-deep in her tight, wet pussy. Having those gorgeous tits in my face every morning is a sight I’m looking forward to.
“What are you thinking about?” she breaks into my thoughts.
“You. Your perfect tits and pussy....”
Her eyes widen, hunger burning in them.
“Why don’t you stop thinking and do something about it?”
“I will. Later.”
I glance up at the waitress when she arrives and hands us our menus.
“Hi, Gage,” she says, a shy smile on her lips.
I know her. I know I fucked her, just can’t remember her name.
I think Raven’s realized what’s going on because she’s looking down at her menu, trying to hide a smile.
“Hey,” I glance at her name tag, “Judy.”
“Been a while,”MoreLess
“What are you thinking about?” she breaks into my thoughts.
“You. Your perfect tits and pussy....”
Her eyes widen, hunger burning in them.
“Why don’t you stop thinking and do something about it?”
“I will. Later.”
I glance up at the waitress when she arrives and hands us our menus.
“Hi, Gage,” she says, a shy smile on her lips.
I know her. I know I fucked her, just can’t remember her name.
I think Raven’s realized what’s going on because she’s looking down at her menu, trying to hide a smile.
“Hey,” I glance at her name tag, “Judy.”
“Been a while,”MoreLess
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