And while not everyone needed help, some sure as hell was needed for others.
Camille and Maxine were of course bringing heat as they dressed themselves to the nines to impress. But for no man, just themselves as they kept checking their reflections out. Camille wore a red top that covered her breast like a bow and showed off the flat stomach, the white jeans were tight flaunting the figure eight while she’d put on matching Jordan 5’s. Hair brushed back and slicked into a high puff, she looked like a model as she cooed at Hannah’s son Lore. The baby adoring the beautiful chocolate skinned woman, she’d been swiping on more lipgloss when he cooed for her attention again.
Giggling as he floated hoping to impress her, it was sudden the change.
From a normal little baby with jet black curl
