my sister is a supermodel

"What do you think?"

"Rumor says I'm using you for fame"

Roca looked at her profile and asked.

"It doesn't matter!"

Britney waved her hand and smiled, "I didn't fuck you at first, but after the video was exposed, people all over the world knew that I fucked you, wow~, that's really cool, I want to thank the one who made the video"

Rocca raised his eyebrows, is this kind of thing cool?Shouldn't you be ashamed?Is she still a woman?

Beep~ beep~

"Oh, damn it, there's a police car!"

A police car in the style of a white sports car appeared in the rearview mirror.

Britney immediately shifted to fuel, the small sports car roared up, and the speed reached [-] in an instant.

Rocca looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Britney, shouldn't we get out of the car and be questioned by the police?"

"No no, that's not cool!"

Britney drove one-handed, took out her phone and said, "Tom, come up, give me cover!"

After hanging up the phone, she smiled slightly, "It's done!"

Roca looked in the rearview mirror, and after a while, a Ferrari drove up, and suddenly hit another car in the middle of the road, blocking the police car.

"Hahaha~, how is it?"

Britney proudly said.

Roca has nothing to say, this girl is a real player of Need for Speed.

After driving for a while, the car left Brooklyn, and the scenery outside the window gradually became a little strange.

"Britney, where are we going?"

Roca asked curiously.

"Of course to my house!"

"Go to your home?"

He thought he was going to a place like a bar or concert hall.

"What are you doing at your house?"

"Of course I fucked you"

Britney blinked her eyes and smiled, "Honey, do you know why I came back so early, because I miss you so much, you hid me last time, this time you will never escape my palm, haha ,Are you afraid of it?"

"..."

Rocca looked out the car window, should I jump out of the car to defend my innocence?

087. Britney's Obsession (Repair)

“Drink the bar!”

"Stop drinking, the sunset is beautiful"

"What's the use of being beautiful, you can't have sex with her"

"... makes sense"

On the roof of the Britney Manor in Long Neck, Long Island, New York, the orange-red sunset enveloped the town, the manor, and the roof of the villa deeply.

On the highest ridge of the roof, Rocca and Britney sat side by side watching the sunset.

On the red glazed tiles around him, seven or eight empty cans were scattered.

When the evening wind blows, the cans on the high place make a whimpering sound, accompanied by the quala quala shaking, some rolled to the edge of the eaves, and were blown downstairs by the wind, jingling and clanging.

"Drink another can, you won't be nervous when I fuck you later"

Britney opened a can of beer and touched his arm.

"Britney, can you speak normally?"

Roca took the can and said helplessly.

Having known each other for so long, he has a general understanding of Britney.

This girl is very wild, but she is not a slutty person. Although she keeps saying fuck, she doesn't fuck at all in her heart. She said that this way of talking is very stimulating and will increase hormone secretion.

"Haha, can't you take it?"

Britney raised her head and looked at his side face. The setting sun reflected on his eyebrows and forehead. He was as handsome as yesterday. His bright black eyes blinked slightly, as deep and charming as the night sky.

She gently brushed her blond hair that was blown by the wind, "Roka, are we friends?"

"I think so!"

"Are friends supposed to be honest with each other?"

"A good friend should be like this!"

"I want to fuck you, I didn't hide from you, what's wrong with that?"

Britney curled her lips and smiled playfully.

"emmm~ you are amazing, I have nothing to say"

"Hahaha~ Roca, you are so cute"

Roca shook his head, lying on the roof with his arms pillowed, looking up at the sky, watching the western sky painted colorful by the setting sun, watching the seabirds perched on the branches in the distance, watching the little girl beside him being dyed With a layer of orange-red hue, the figure is even more irritating.

He tilted his head and said softly, "Britney, it's better to keep it simple between friends. When you go to bed, the relationship will become complicated, so you can't just sit quietly and watch the sunset together like now."

"Is that right?"

Britney also imitated him and lay down. She felt uncomfortable with her arm on her pillow, so she forcibly pulled his arm and pillowed it in his strong arm.

"so comfortable!"

She breathed out her breath towards the sky, and gently closed her eyes.