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Songs for Spashley – (Chapter: Animals – Nickelback)
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I, I’m driving black on black
Just got my license back
Ashley pushed harder on the pedal at her feet, lurching the car into a faster speed. Feeling her body slam back into the seat behind her she gave a wicked dark smile as the cars around her whizzed past as she sped along the road. The windows were all rolled down her black jeans wrapped tightly around her legs and ass. A just as tight red tank top around her body and her brunette hair whipping wildly. Okay so she maybe she just got her license back yesterday but fuck it she was Raiffe Davies daughter. She wasn’t spoiled she just lived by a motto that her father himself lived by. Rules are made to be broken. Fuck laws.
I got this feeling in my veins this train is coming off the track
I’ll ask polite if the devil needs a ride
Because the angel on my right ain’t hanging out with me tonight
She saw the Carlin’s house and pulled the car up front sending Spencer a quick text. “here. cum.” Smiling to herself at her little play on words because she knew the blonde knew very well what they were doing in her car tonight.
I’m driving past your house while you were sneaking out
I got the car door opened up so you can jump in on the run
Within minutes Spencer running around the house having left from the back door the blonde girl sprinted across the yard into the open passenger door seat slamming it behind her giggling all the way. Spencer was in a white polo from Abercrombie was tight enough to show her flat stomach and black bra. Her mini skirt hugged her ass and her flip flops slapped the pavement loudly.
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that worked out really well between your writing and the song. arthur interupting is horrble but needed for the song.
holy shit how embarassing! that would suck if it happened, to anyone! great job, pms!
that was awesome dude! hahah the story went well with the song… or vice versa. Ohh man that sucks to be them, but the story was very entertaining.
Good job! Good song choice too, love it. Kind of wished they’d had more time before getting caught tho…..!!
I felt like I read this story before. Has it been posted on other boards. Btw, it was hot, funny, and horrid.
LOLZ! Wonderful song choice! PMS