As she was doing so, flocks of her hair landed in my eye. XXX Making my way toward Honey’s dormitory, I found the adjacent lot full of luxury import cars and massive SUV’s with ridiculously large, chrome wheels. “There’s something in your hair,” I said while vigorously rubbing my eye with a towel from Honey’s hamper. I never got angry with the hater hos, though, because I figured that the other girls were just jealous that they were not sexy enough to get a piece of Keaton too. “You can’t just wash it every day like other girls do. I took healthy handfuls of her breasts as Honey flagellated her hips into my pelvis in such a manner that I swore that she had an extra vertebrae or two in her back that allowed her to contort how she did.
