The kryptonite
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MatureComplete Tue, Nov 2, 202120m
Love. Something we all want but we're afraid of. 19 year old Malibu Lena Monroe had Her fair share of love and from those experiences vowed to steer clear. She'd promised herself a long time ago that love wasn't for her so she settle for a few companionships.. some more friendly than others.. Rashad deonte Capone. Her Kryptonite. The one who could make her cry from licking her so dry. Her image of niggas were tainted though so she still played him to the left. Rashad much like Malibu had decided to steer clear of love. Meeting her did something to him he couldn't explain the constant butterflies or the way her moan turned him on or hearing her talking about her dreams made him want to hustle. He couldn't explain his liking to her, so quickly she had made a impact. He had vowed to make her his. She was so different from the usual money hungry hoe he had to leave his mark before another nigga got her..
Met on October 31st Halloween. A couple months later February 18th 11:15 pm Saturday slight moan were heard throughout the back of the black charger with chromed out handles and rim 24's to match.. slight pants match with the moans as she feels her cum coming. He slurps harder slapping her ass and pushing her legs up further to catch ever drop. From then on they were soul tied to an eruptive journey. All worth it in the end.
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