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Amaryllis comes to the door and I immediately feel the blood rushing to my dick

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Amaryllis comes to the door and I immediately feel the blood rushing to my dick.

Shit.

"Hey!" She says sending me a little wave showing her smile.

Her smile.

I clear my throat so I don't get chocked up. "Uh hey are you ready to go?"

"Yup! We're exactly?" She searches my face.

"You'll see now let's go," I say grabbing her hand, big mistake as soon as she put her soft hand in mine a shock went through my body.

I calm myself and pull her forward as I close the door behind her.

"Come on just tell meee" she whines putting her feat on the dashboard like she owns this car.

"One no two feet down." I turn over taking my eyes off the road.

Only if she hand a fucking skirt on.

"No can do." She flashes me another smile. I grumble something to myself as I turn back to the road.

"Please,"

I almost break when that word leaves her lips. I feel like I might do anything if she adds please behind it.

"We're almost there," I swallow the words before I tell her.

"Ugh" she says huffing as she puts her feet down and reaches over to turn on the radio.

A random song comes on as she turns it up,

"I fucking love this song." She starts humming to it before full on singing.

"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for to much, maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up!"

She sings holding an imaginary microphone.

"Who the fuck is this?" I question looking oddly at her.

"Are you fucking- never mind she's only the best singer. Taylor. Fucking. Swift." She says breaking apart her last three words.

Taylor who?

And why is she singing this song like she's been heartbroken or some shit.

"Do you like her?" She ask looking excited.

"Mmm" I don't know how to answer. When Amaryllis sings Taylor—whatever her last name is she sounds sad and I don't fucking like that.

"Actually, Don't answer that I don't want to have to crash this car." She says reaching to turn the station.

After she has a whole karaoke concert in the car eventually we arrived at fun spot.

"Where are we?" She asks looking outside from in her window.

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