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Chapter 3 by Yelawolf Yelawolf

You lift up a ....

black hat

She grin like a Cheshire cat while watching you lift up a black cowboy hat. The hat fitting snugly a top of your head. You look over to the woman in white. Her eyes program to dance for you as she step a few inches from closer to you.

Her hand running up your fancy tailor suit. Her sexy body feeling warm next to you. You look down into her face which dance on the verge of heavy passionate lust and playful seductive teasing.

She said standing tall almost near your six foot two frame. "I can call someone to get ready a pair of black cowboy pants and a nice black top for you."

You look over at the cowboy gear that surrounds the room. "Why would you do that? There so many..."

She lift a finger to your lips stopping your wordage. "It's mean sir. We can play in here for awhile."

Do you fuck this tall blonde or do you fix your own attire?

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