The Right Nigger Bitch
By Millie Dynamite
I had worked the streets for over seven hours and I was dead on my feet
. “Let go of me!” I cried. My body shuddered and shook in what appeared to be a massive orgasm
. . His hands, she saw, were becoming webbed, and it was difficult for him to stand because his feet had changed shape, becoming wider at the ends, like flippers
The Right Nigger Bitch
By Millie Dynamite
I had worked the streets for over seven hours and I was dead on my feet
. “Let go of me!” I cried. My body shuddered and shook in what appeared to be a massive orgasm
. . His hands, she saw, were becoming webbed, and it was difficult for him to stand because his feet had changed shape, becoming wider at the ends, like flippers
The Right Nigger Bitch
By Millie Dynamite
I had worked the streets for over seven hours and I was dead on my feet
. “Let go of me!” I cried. My body shuddered and shook in what appeared to be a massive orgasm
. . His hands, she saw, were becoming webbed, and it was difficult for him to stand because his feet had changed shape, becoming wider at the ends, like flippers
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