Dick head. And he’s like consider urself k** napped SO we're back at his place he had a video game chair idk if you know what that is but its pretty...Fucking awesome lol so i was in the and he's on the matteress on the floor at our feet and idk what it was but we were watching some best strip dancer show some chick was up re wasn't bad looking but she had a ran cake ass and no tits next up was a guy Damn he was dubling hot think jock but punkish but not hard core funk and less gym rat body but. Blue lace garters (not those cheap imitations you see at New Jersey weddings), meticulously engineered suspender clips, leather opera pumps dyed the right shade of white, nude or white color stockings of the sheerest material – silk if she’s really a purist in her interior sensualities, a pink English corset, French bustier, merry widow, demi bra, push up bra that lifts up her pert breasts. She might even be so daringly risqué as to sample an Italian shelf bra (in lace and from Milano, of. “Chill out, baby! I’m just fuckin’ dat bitch! It ain’t no love. Go on back home.”“Don’t come back! I don’t want you. I need to get an AIDS test.”“You actin’ a fool. Get in yo’ car and go back home. Here’s $37,” he extracted crumpled bills from the pocket. “Buy a pizza or some!”“You’re an ass, Travon!”“I done told you. I ain’t gon’ say it no more,” he raised his hand.She turned and went back to her vehicle. She backed away then rammed into the back of his SUV.“Dumb ass hoe! Now, she gotta get. He closed the door as he went in to the room and immediately opened it leaving a small gap. Raji came sitted next to me holding on to my arms firmly. I could feel her anxiousness with her heartbeat rising. Meanwhile, the reflection of both Shanthi and Raj was clearly visible from the dressing table. Raj begun kissing her intimately and brought Shanthi to lay on bed. The moment, Shanthi was lying, Raj immediately went to the bottom of her knee length dress kissing and licking her all over her.