Sharav was ecstatic. A hot bitch was all he ever wanted. Yahvi was all a man could acquire- sexy, goth, and a weeb. As he went inside her, she moaned and moaned and moaned. This is getting annoying. Hmph. Women 🍵. Yahvi paused. Slowly, she pulled Sharav's dick out of her. "Excuse me Babyboy?""What the fuck baby? What are you calling me?" Sharav inquiredYahvi sniffed. "Oh, so it's all righty if you call me baby gal but I can't call u Babyboy? And Babyboy, you were thinking out loud. Your brain was neurologically removed, remember baby? Because it was too small?"Yahvi smirked. I'll accept your apology on a few conditions, cutie pie."Sharav was practically melting with her cuteness. "Anything, gal."Yahvi: first, do it harder. second, do it faster. third, do it as you wanna.Sharav smiled. "Yes ma'am.""oh and one more thing Babyboy.", Yahvi continued. "No thinking. Ok? I don't wanna think. This- what we're doing, it's beautiful. It's the best and most pleasure I've had. no thinking..." she whispered.And so sharav did what baby gal asked.
