Luna.
I yelled.
I gave Lars a smack on her boobs, grabbing them in my hands as she cried out in pain.
“ I want to hear them call you a slut and to see you as a slut.” I cursed Lara, her body quivered on the couch.
I was annoyed, just as I stood up to pick the phone that was tossed on the other side of the couch.
The door bell rang,
Luca looked irritated by all these, he just wanted an orgasm and for his d**k to be in her wet canal.
“ It must be the pizza delivery.” Damon said with a smile, we both thought alike so I said with a sly voice,
“ I hope it's not a female.” I said, my tongue swiping against my lower lips,
Luca rolled his eyes as he said under his voice, “ Slut.” He pulled his d**k out of her juicy p***y as he rubbed his palm over it then smeared it on my face.
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