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𝐇𝐮𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦, 𝐥𝐢𝐥' 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚
𝐇𝐮𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦
𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧' 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐧' 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫
𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐚
𝐎𝐨𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡, 𝐡𝐮𝐡
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𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃
𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐍, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊
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"Pop please go slow" I begged with pleading eyes.
"I am baby, relax I got you." he reassured me with a smirk.
"No, because last time you said that it hurt."
"You mad dramatic, you gone be fine I promise it's gone feel good this time."
I took a deep breath before turning back around and sitting on the bed while he got behind me as he grabbed a handful of my hair.
I squinted as I felt the comb making its way through my curls while holding my breath.
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CAUTION | Pop Smoke
Fiksi Penggemar𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 cau·tion | \ ˈkȯ-shən \ 1. alertness and prudence in a hazardous situation; care; wariness: 2. a warning against danger or evil; anything serving as a warning: 𝐓𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 �...
