𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 69

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{Bashar}
~Trap~
||7::34 P.M||
-Tuesday-

Rather be blowing Diamond back out den be here

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Rather be blowing Diamond back out den be here.

Knocking from the door got my attention. I got up pulling my pants up walking over opening it seeing Mitch.

"Wassham homie"

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"Wassham homie"

"Wassup, fuck y'all got going on?"

"Somebody shot at the place" I responded closing the door behind him going to sit back down.

"Dayum"

It's either Tyrone or that Zae nigga.....fuck I'm sleepy. Gone catch hell getting Diamond to massage my back in a sexual way. Just want her to get me hard then ride me.

Pimp came over throwing a jacket across my lap walking in the kitchen.

"Appreciate it" I said fixing the jacket on my lap.

Y'all know why he did that.

"I thought Tyrone was crippled? It can't be him" Kimo pointed out with that ugly ass dog on his lap.

"Ty ain't been crippled for that long" DeonTre responded.

"Oh that's right-I'm slow"

Diamond ass kept popping in my head. Just thinking of all the fucking things I'm NOT gone be able to do wit ha ass.

Next time we fuck she gone have to ride me cause I feel like I be doing all the fucking work.

"Pop the fuck you day dreaming about?" JB asked as I got up heading in the kitchen.

"Money"

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