Shemika
"If you keep staring at me that way, I'll leave." Dom grumbled.
I blinked sharply, squeezing my eyes away from him, "Umm...but does Bishop always act like this with women?" I asked with a soft laugh
"I don't know, Shemika. All I can say is that you're the first performer Bishop will ever send me over to come drop a package for." Dom mumbled, gesturing towards the white plastic bag on the table.
Before I could say another word, Dom had already stood up, "I must leave now, I have a lot to do." He smirked, glancing at his wristwatch in an urgent but precise manner.
"Take care of yourself." Dom mumbled as he hurried towards the door, his hand softly draped in-between his legs, clutching onto his groin as if his d**k was too heavy for him to carry.
My lips parted as though I wante
