Sex means Hell

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Liyah's hands feel so Good the way she caresses them up and down my body. She whispers in my ear that she wants to show me something. I know I'm standing there looking like a damn fool grinning ear to ear. She leads me upstairs and we go into a room. It's nice and clean cause I don't do that unsanitary shit. She turns on slow motion and asks me to strip while I give her a lapdance. My intuition has my dad's voice telling me WWJD, Well Jesus ain't here right now. I'm already gay might as Well make the best of this shit. I took off my dress starting to sway my hips back and forth walked up to her and started to kiss her. My hair is down, I'm in nothing but a matching blue and white lace thong set. The music is playing and I'm vibing with it dipping it low. That last dip she picked me up and threw me onto the bed.

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