▌𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙢▌𝐓𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐜 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩
𝙀𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝
𝙇𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙀. A girl with a brother of many sorts and a new found lover with problems, in this story no one really wins.
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October 24 1993 Royalton hotel Ny, Brooklyn
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"Come on." I rushed pac as he was trying to finish. "Fuck...hold on!" He groan making me reach my hand to his mouth and shush it before it echoed even further. I rocked my hips forward harshly as I gave him a smile. His eyes rolled making my smile grew even bigger. I began to laugh under my breath as I blocked my own moans, I was blocking them because I didn't want to be so loud but also because of how this tiny bathroom quickie was making pac feel. He was enjoying himself alright.
"Stoplaughingatme." He mumbled in my hand. I couldn't make out words but I knew for sure he was annoyed with me hushing him from the way his eyebrows were clenched in a pouting manner. But it was still laughable. "Just come already we don't have long before t-they notice hmmm... that we are gone." I panted as I tried to upright my balance on this bathroom sink. Pac nodded instantly before he took a tighter grip on my leg hunching over more inside me.
When we were finished we clean ourselves up and in a rush. It was much to say we had to hurry fast since we snuck away from everyone to be in the tight bathroom together. It was a quickie like many we've had before, disappointingly though but we held it in a way so we knew what to do later when we didn't have such a time limit on our hands. "You were tighter before? Why is that?"
