Alright, Bombshells. I'm in need of some lines from Iron Wolves Christmas. I pulled this, but I don't think it is...teaser image material? “Did I say something funny?” Breezy stared up at him, worry etched on her beautiful face. He shook his head, pulling her in for a quick kiss. “No, I was just thinking about something that happened earlier. I promise to tell you all about it, but you better get to the clinic. I’ll be close if you need me,” he promised. She pulled away, pressing her fingers to her lips. “I’ll let you know as soon as there’s news.” He watched her fine ass sway side to side as she hurried toward the back, wishing he could haul her over his shoulder and take her away for a few hours of alone time. “You need to stop what your thinking or your liable to stab someone with your mayo shooter,” Coti said. Xan looked up to the ceiling, counting to ten. “Alright, I give. What the fuck is a mayo shooter?” “Your womb broom, weapon of ass destruction, trouser snake, sex pistol, silent flute, best leg of three, brat-getter, you know, your cock?” Coti shook his head at Xan’s growl. “Where do you come up with that shit?” Xan asked, then said a few of the names in his head. “Best leg of three and weapon of ass destruction?” he questioned out loud. Coti shrugged. “Both true in my case, sorry if not in yours, not everyone has been blessed in the dick department. Oh, blessed member. That’s a good one.” “There’s something wrong with you.” Xan walked away, hearing Coti yell out bald-headed sailor after him. #cotiisawesome #hemighthavedickissues #imnotjudging https://www.instagram.com/valentine5062/p/Bq8nKyTFd5d/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a9lu59htgide