“Thought he was, turns out not as much? I don’t know,” Bell sighed and fidgeted with her borrowed robe, “Anyway, I found out right up the ass. Like hard up the ass.”
“So far my current review is: dicks are fun, but hurt. 7 out of 10 may ride again,” she quipped, making light of the situation, “I’m actually at their place now, just got out of the shower,” she pulled her cocoa back into her lap to keep her fingers warm, swirling the liquid, “And yeah. Blue boy be a cutie. You could slap that ass for days.”
As bell went on, Wyn smiled and nodded to herself but when her girlfriend brought out ‘hard up the ass’ Wyn spluttered.
“WHAT?!” She shouts, sitting bolt upright and glaring hard ahead of her.
“Hurt? HE HURT YOU? Boy better fucking watch out NO one hurts my baby Bell!” Wyn snarls loudly not even hearing what else was said.
“I’m fiiiine, Wynnie,” Bell whined, “I have cocoa and I’m clean and just sore. No worse the hard sex normally is, k?”
She curled around the phone and cocoa, “You know I like to have bruises sometimes. Was just the size of it was a shock is all. But it was good. Promise it was good. The good bad sort of good, just like me.”