Mcqueen: Las Vegas Bad Boys
“I follow her gaze, and my eyes land on three men with rolled-up shirtsleeves, loosened ties around their necks, light red hair, scruffy faces. Blazing rage written across their clenched fists and tight jaws. Fuck.
“What in God’s name are you doing here, Josephine?” one of them asks her.
“Fuck asking her questions, Paul,” another one says. “Just tell this whore what she needs to do. Where she needs to go. Josephine, you’re coming with us. Now.”
She winces, and when I look at the men ...again I see that they have the same penetrating eyes as her. This is her family. The family she’s spoken about in cryptic messages, in secret code. The family she won’t talk to ... because she’s terrified of how they will hold things against her.
And now they’re here, on my turf, and I won’t fucking let them get close to the woman who just rode me hard, rode me fast. The woman who sucked my cock and swallowed my come.MoreLess
“What in God’s name are you doing here, Josephine?” one of them asks her.
“Fuck asking her questions, Paul,” another one says. “Just tell this whore what she needs to do. Where she needs to go. Josephine, you’re coming with us. Now.”
She winces, and when I look at the men ...again I see that they have the same penetrating eyes as her. This is her family. The family she’s spoken about in cryptic messages, in secret code. The family she won’t talk to ... because she’s terrified of how they will hold things against her.
And now they’re here, on my turf, and I won’t fucking let them get close to the woman who just rode me hard, rode me fast. The woman who sucked my cock and swallowed my come.MoreLess
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