January 17, 2023. Chapter 2-2. Thank you ladies for waiting. The next update will be tomorrow evening. Shanty's and Evan's honeymoon.
~ "So I love when you call unexpected'Cause I hate when the moment's expected "~ On Evan's and Shantelle's first night on their Caribbean cruise, they attended a sensual dance lesson at a private club where they swayed to the song, Earned It by The Weekend. It was part of their honeymoon package,
Shantelle chuckled and answered, "No, we don't." After putting the gel around Evan's size, she spread an excess gel down to his nuts. The man frowned, but he was gasping in pleasure. He said, "I like it when you tease me like that." Shantelle had taken out a strawberry-flavored oral gel. The smell
Evan had just come, but he was still stiff as a rod. He didn't need any viagra. All he needed was his wife. Shanty and Shanty alone was his obsession, addiction, and the only woman who could satisfy his needs. He watched as Shantelle seductively raised her ass and gracefully sat on him. She ground
*** "Shanty, you and Evan should get some sleep," Eleanor said, observing the time. "Well, I was hungry, and while I was taking my midnight snack, I thought of checking on Lucas," Shantelle reasoned. They were on a cruise, and a signal was tough, but the ship had Wi-Fi that allowed them to connec
Cruise Day Three. "Wifey, I'm sorry. I didn't think they would serve canapes with anchovies." Evan massaged Shantelle's back. "I had them take back the compliments. They willingly made you some seafood ramen for free to soothe your stomach." The couple was about to start their dinner at the cruis
The truth was, Shantelle did not want to be bothered by them, but she also considered that Bridget needed to understand how she had nothing to do with Allen. With a sigh, Shantelle replied, "Okay. I agree. No one gets to talk to me that way." Thanks to the ramen, Shantelle felt better. The warm sou
"You try to steal my man, and all you can think of are those tarts?" Bridget taunted. She was so full of rage she did not analyze the situation appropriately. She turned to Allen and said, "Were you meeting her here too? In front of my father?" Bridget shifted her attention to the older man and rev
"Sorry, does not cut it!" Evan yelled in Bridget's way. He demanded, "You will have to pay for those tarts!" "Mister - Mister Thompson, please. We apologize. I'm sure we can arrange something," This time, Hans Grant suggested. "Speak to me!" Shantelle demanded as she returned to her seat. "I hold