Girls STILL love Beyoncé

Scammers

Bey pulled the cherry blow pop from the roof of her mouth slurping the flavored juices of the treat before they could drip down the stick and her chin as she slowly extracted it from her mouth getting the flavor on her lips so when she licked them she could savor the sour tang before sliding it between her lips again .

She bent down to grab the wrapper she had dropped when her hand came into contact with another one that was already torn and the color of gold but she ignored the little Golden square tossing it with her trash in the form of a basketball as she shouted "Kobe" in her head before relaxing against the pillows thinking about how much money she would make from this session until it hit her .

The man sitting at the edge of the bed had been mighty quiet since he let her pick a show to start binge watching on Netflix and now that she thought about it his right elbow was moving back and forth in a swift motion like he was doing something .

She just knew his nasty ass wasn't jacking off with her not even a foot away from him , and to what ? They were literally watching The Parkers .

First of all , whoever lied to him and boosted his ego at the store when he bought that magnum condom was as much after his money as she was because there was no way he was packing like that .

And second what the hell ?

She was just here to look cute , keep up some conversation , flirt a little bit , and let him message her feet since he had a little fetish.

If he really wanted to pay up she'd let him feel her up a little bit , maybe a little ass grab and peek a boo with her boobs as long as nothing was filmed but anything else was out of her comfort zone and out of the question .