Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
“I love you,” I said again, giving her a quick kiss. “You get me out of that game, and I’ll rub your feet then eat your pussy.”
I whispered the last part because we were getting close to the house, and Layla blushed. “As long as you promise to fuck me afterward, you’ve got a deal. Maybe you can put on your old football jersey, the one hanging up in your closet, and we can do a little roleplaying.”
My imagination flared to dirty life as a hundred different kinky scenes that we could do flashed through my head.
“Hey,” I said as I pretty much pushed our way past Layla’s parents. “Layla’s feeling tired, and her feet are hurting. We’re going to bed.”
“But it’s only eight-thirty,” Layla’s mother protested.
Layla laughed as I pulled her behind me, “Super tired, night mom!”
As we took the stairs to my childhood bedroom, I smiled with every step. I anticipated a long, blissful night of loving my wife, my baby bear, my everything.