C59 Chapter 57

~Dante~

By the time Lola and I had done half the project, I couldn’t take it anymore. I was hard as fuck, and I needed a release. Lola was just standing there doing her thing, and I felt like I was slowly crumbling on the inside. Veins were already popping out on my face. I needed her. Fuck, I wanted to bury my face between her round, sinful butts. Hell, this is getting out of hand