Prologue
Just try to paint my lips?? My Chanel Lips are staying just where they are.Made in France.
He was trembling but he didn’t know how much power her lips got him all shaken up. Whole lotta shaken going on? It was so fightening but love exhilarating that she could just about do this to any man.
The sheen in her eyes only turned violet hues but her lips could talk beneath her wings. He wasn’t above her lips went 50 shades under below his Huh? He was spilling out the blood of a tracter.Lips of an angel but she was far from heaven to Betsy money and $ and more he couldn’t quite Brooklyn bridge the gap without her. If you believe that I will sell you the Brooklyn bridge lips were her asset. Please don’t cross the boss.He rides in a tinted dark car so no one can see him but he’s a sucker for lips.His voice took over hard but had her taste of velvet.She was wholly mony mony I said yeah “Lip Essential” so potent $ Potential?”To be so aware of his transactions what love afflictions of him.Her lips skimming through his trail in seduction hair he drifted like a big river tide pleasure how he loved drifting___drifting & wanting so much more. What a “Smash Box” I got on him?