*Takes the bag from Colby Lawrence., brows furrowed.* What's this?

Oh, fine. But only because I love you. *Shooting Colby Lawrence. a wink before taking him between plump shell-pink lips.*

... Do I wanna know what's inside? Colby Lawrence.

*Carefully, the blonde nymphet glides her mouth along Colby Lawrence.'s length at a steady pace.*

Okay.. *Slowly, she peeks into the bag.* Colby Lawrence.

*Bobbing her head in rhythm, she uses a dainty hand to finish the rest of Colby Lawrence. off.*

*Seeing the jewelry and hearing Colby Lawrence.'s words, optics tear up slightly.* You fluffy-haired goofball. God, I love you.

#WCW - Lena Davis.

My everything hurts.

Yes. My eyes physically hurt because I stare at your attractive face too much. Colby Lawrence.

But I don't make •your• eyes hurt. Colby Lawrence.

Attractive and sweet. God, you'll be the death of me. Colby Lawrence.

She gave me a lap dance later. ;)

Am I supposed to take care of that for you? Colby Lawrence.

Lena Davis.

Hmm... how exactly? Colby Lawrence.

*Tapping at her chin in thought before slipping a hand down Colby Lawrence.'s pants, palming him through his boxers.* Like this?

Glad to be of service. *Giggling softly at Colby Lawrence.'s reaction, she continues her movements on him.*

Under your sheets. Colby Lawrence.

Yawn.