Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
Y’all boys be some freaks, I tell ya. I caught Tre watching me real hard while I hauled my fat ass up the stairmaster at the gym. Now, I was holding on for dear life, pulling myself up that devil machine, just huffin’ and puffin’. Sweating like a whore in service, if you know what I mean but Mama was getting in that cardio.
Tre is a young man with a reputation for being a freaky playa. I tried to ignore his gaze, but when his tongue swiped along his lower lip and he rubbed his hands together, I knew it was on. I shut off that work out machine and trotted my happy ass into the locker room to find out exactly what kinda freaky deaky stuff got Tre off.