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"wake up sleepy head." he says slapping me on my forehead. "bitch stop touchin me." i say smacking his hand off me. "ow." he says rubbing his hand. "you need to get up anyways, yo stank ass breath almost killed me. WHEW good lord." he says standing up to put his boxers on. i sit up but slowly cuz my back hurts.

i try to stand but i fail completely so i just sit back down looking for his shirt. he comes out the bathroom seeing me still struggling to get up. he's clearly amused. "damn jah, you fucked my shit UP." i say finally catching my balance. he laughs and comes over to me. he hugs me from behind. we stay like that for a good minute before he picks me up and sets me on the bathroom counter. "now brush up stank ass mouth." he laughs while massaging my thighs.

while i'm brushing my teeth he hits a spot on my inner thigh and i accidentally moan. he keeps massaging me like nothing happened. he started to trail lil butterfly kisses up my thigh to my 🤚🏽. he ate me out til i came in his mouth. he moans. "pineapple, my favorite." he smirks and licks his lips. i push him back and laugh.

i hop off the counter instantly regretting it as i almost came crashing down. he held me by my waist carefully and guided me towards my clothes. i pick up a red crop top and a jean skirt. he helped me get dressed. we decided to match today so he wore a red jersey, some jeans, and air forces.

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