Two days later.
"No, I don't wanna do that today." Tianna said, typing on her phone as she sat on one of her customers, Tyler's, bed.
"Why not? Yo shit don't get wet without it." Tyler frowned, holding ecstasy pills in his hand.
"Shut the fuck up. Listen, you wanna do this or not?" She looked up at him, and he rolled his eyes, pushing her to lay back and sliding a condom on.
He pulled her shorts off, climbing between her legs, letting spit drip out of his mouth, and down her slit to lubricate her.
He slid inside of her, holding his shirt up as he rocked his hips into hers.
Tianna tried not to sigh in boredom as she watched him bite his lip. For her not have been up to his standards, it sure looked as if he was enjoying it.
Tired of not receiving her side of pleasure, she reached down, rubbing against her clit. She closed her eyes, imagining Demani fucking her, making her moan.
She'd had her eyes on him for the last few months. He had grew, both height and weight wise, and his looks had definitely caught her attention.
The way she'd see him jokingly touch her sister, she'd only hopes one day that could be her. He was literally a walking sex appeal, and she wanted a piece of that.
She knew he was gay, or whatever he'd decided to call himself, but she knew that he still had sexual relations with girls, some of them being her friends.
Tianna zoned out of her thoughts, feeling Tyler's nut fill the condom, and he slid out of her.
"Know how hoes be." He chuckled, tying the condom and flushing it.
"Boy don't nobody want yo damn baby. You a runner for the big dawgs, I'd never. Trust that. Now give me my money." She rolled her eyes, and he smacked his lips, putting $300 in her hand.
She stuffed it in her bra, pulling her shorts up and walking out, upset that she didn't get to finish.
Tianna got in her car, pulling off, refreshing her Instagram to see if any famous men had left her a comment or a like.
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