What's next?
From the Music ...
Elizabeth swished her hips, mopping the floor.
Eight inches that's good pipe ...
Gonna ride that dick all night ...
Moses had said she needed a different soundtrack for her housework, and she was inclined to agree. The beats were catchy. The lyrics from Cardi and Nicki and Saweetie and their ilk were explicit ... but to be frank, having replaced a white man with a Black man in the bedroom, she understood.
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