you've got a pretty kind of dirty face and when she's leaving your home, she's begging you to stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
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'don't give me those eyes.' the russian vigilante watched her girlfriend take a drag of her joint. 'what eyes?' she said seductively. 'those bedroom eyes, you slut.' katya laughed. trixie crawled over and straddled her lovely, placing the joint in her mouth. katya took a long, deep drag of it then stubbed it out on the bare, abandoned floor. trixie connected her chapped, warm lips to katyas plump cherry of a mouth, grinding into her slowly. after a few minutes, they pulled apart. katya drank in the sight of her girlfriends glazed over hazel eyes like honey. 'you've got a pretty, kinda dirty face. you know that?' she whispered. trixie just nodded, as her sweetheart, her cherry red sweetheart, dragged her tongue down her breasts like her life depended on it. in that moment, it truly felt like trixies whole purpose in life was to pleasure katya, and she wouldn't change that for anything. katya pulled up trixies floral tea dress, and pulled her lacy underwear down. she got to work on her girlfriend, her moans sounding like the greatest symphony in her loving ears. as her skin blushed and her vision blurred, all trixie could think is katyas beautiful name over and over in her mind. they lay together on the old mattress for a few seconds, before katya got up. 'right babe, i'm off out for a bit.' she smiled sadly. 'what? where are you going?' 'i've gotta go pick up, off detox. the coke doesn't deliver itself.' 'please don't go. not right now.' tears formed in trixies eyes. 'i have to lovely, i'll be back in a bit. we have a job tomorrow, so get some rest, yeah?' 'okay.' trixie lay back down, heart pumping pure excitement for their next felony.
