Paris The Muse came for a swimming lesson in that green checkered bikini, ponytail up, tatted instructor right there in the water with her. Lesson plan died fast. Damion Dayski got them tattoo sleeves, he ain’t even gotta say much, she already distracted. Reality Kings shit but still nasty in the right way. Watch her tryna focus, failing every second, body language telling the whole story before anything even pop off. Ten minutes of teasing turning into exactly what she came for. She knew. He knew too.
