Novel & Cerita Queen Hazel Footjob

Autumn gave her a fake smile as she puts the stilettos back into her feet. "I'm talking about your dark eye bags, Rosie. And you're welcome." Even if she already turned her back from Rosie, she knows that the girl was fuming. She won this round. She walked out from the hall like a winner. She was finally at the parking lot. She was almost limping because her shoes were killing her. As soon as she was inside her car,she removed her shoes again and threw it at the back. She heaved a sigh of relief as she steps into her comfy sandals.

The Viper clubhouse smelled like piss, smoke, and cheap whiskey. Floodlights buzzed overhead, throwing harsh shadows across the cracked concrete lot. About forty guys packed in, laughing too loud, shoving each other. Hazel stood next to King on a low wooden stage they’d dragged out. Her shoulders burned from the fresh ink, but she didn’t flinch. King raised his arms. “Listen up, you sorry fucks. This right here? She’s mine now. Hazel. My queen. Any of you even look at her wrong, I’ll carve your eyes out myself.”