SOOOOOOOOO, THIS BITCH. I was scrolling on Instagram on Peter's phone while he sucked my boobs, and I saw a post from Lizza. TELL ME WHY this BITCH posts this:
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I am literally just EXISTING on Instagram. I didn't even follow her or anything! "Peter..." I turn off the phone. "Hmmm~" "I'm about to flip my shit. If you don't take care of Lizza, I'm going to." I look down at him. He stops suckling. "What do you want for me to do, darling~" "Anything. Get her away." "I'll make a run tomorrow morning~" He buries his face in my boobs. I run my fingers through his hair. My anger gets worse and worse. I look at the time: 8:30PM. "Care if I spend the night?" "I wish you would every night, my love~" He looks up at me, his face is flushed red. "You need to calm down." I giggle. "Says the one who was ready to kill a girl for me~" "I'm not dealing with that shit. I know you'll take care of it for me, my love." I tuck his hair behind his ear. Peter is sex drunk. "Of course~"
