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Chresanto August

What the fuck did I do?

Wait no, lemme rephrase that.

Why the fuck did I do that?

I just dug myself into a deeper hole. Fuck.

I rubbed my temples and shut my eyes, laying back in the bed.

"Chressy." Denise cooed. I felt her straddle me and trail kisses down my chest.

Normally, I would be turned on my this, but I'm not feeling it.

"What's wrong, Denise?" I asked her.

She huffed. "Well is it not obvious?" I raised an eyebrow. "Open your eyes, jackass." I chuckled and opened my eyes just for them to lock to her chest.

"Got damn!" I hollered. I sat up and held her waist. "You just changed my while demeanor."

She was wearing a pink lingerie and she had on a silk pink robe that opened to show it. I swear I was drooling.

I should feel fucking guilty right now.

But oddly, I don't.

I licked lips and scanned my beautiful [sexy] wife. She bit her index finger and got off of me.

"Where you going?" I bit my lip

"To the kitchen." She winked.

Things

Got

Sexier

Denise never did this.

WHERE IS MY UPTIGHT, PAIN IN THE ASS WIFE?

I don't even give I damn right now, I'm bout to get laid c;

I run downstairs and see her bent down looking in the fridge. I licked my lips as I stared at her ass.

She ain't got ass like Jacob though c;

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Am I really gonna start to talk to my self in this situation?

Yes

Fuck my life.

I went behind Denise, getting a good look at her ass. I raised my hand, and slammed it down on it.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU JACKASS?!" I burst into a fit of laughter.

"You ruined the moment, you jackass," She said and rolled her eyes.

"Aww," I pouted. I hugged her and kissed her neck.

"Okay maybe not." She hummed

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"I can't believe you ripped my lingerie." She pouted. I laughed and kissed her cheek.

"Not my fault." She narrowed her eyes at me.

"IT IS COMPLETELY YOUR FAULT!" I chuckled.

"Okay Denise, good night." I pecked her lips. She huffed

"Fine." She said, cuddling her bare body against mines.

Jacob Perez

"August, please stop. I'm not in the mood right now." I told August.

"Jacob, what's wrong. You always get turned on when I kiss your neck." He huffed as he sat up in the couch.

"I'm just not feeling well, okay?" I said.

"Jacob, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Anthony."

"You called me Anthony. Something is wrong. Jacob just tell m-"

"NOTHING'S WRONG AUGUST JUST FUCKING DROP IT ALREADY!" I yelled and stomped upstairs into our room, slamming it in the process.

I heard the door slam and the car drive off. I sighed as I felt the tears forming. I ran my hand through my hair and put my head in my hands, sobbing.

Why does Chresanto make me feel this way?






Jakey catchin' feelings

*clicks tongue*

OR NAH?!?!?!

Uh..... I just came from the park c:

I'm cold asf rn >.>

But I did wanna go ....

But............

Imma go ... text someone >.>

Bye bye ☺✌

~Bran ❇✨☺✌✔✅

> Makaveli raised me✌<

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