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August 10th
I was on live with Silas as we got ready.
"I want Chanel 9 boots. All these niggas steady jockin' 'cause they know I'm the truth." I rapped.
"Material girl." Silas said looking bored.
"And I get it from my mammy. Balmain, bustdowns, these hoes can't stand me."
"Material girl."
"Currently working on a Grammy. Meanwhile, pussy poppin' with ya man in Miami." I said while twerking. "Material girl." Silas said slapping my ass then rubbing it.
"Chanels and pearls. That's the trick that it takes to keep the girls." I held my Chanel bag up wrapping my arm around Silas.
"Gay ass shit." He mumbled.
"Y'all see my man do anything to make me happy." I cheesed.
I was leaning in front of the dresser and Silas stood behind me. He pretended like he was hitting it from the back.
I felt him lift my sundress up causing my eyes to go wide. I looked at him through the camera and he winked at me while smirking.
"Silassssss." I tried to play it off.
"Hmm?" He rubbed my ass brushing his finger against my core.
"It's time for my photo shoot."
"We'll get there." He pulled my dress down. He reached up kissing my ear before whispering.
"You should let me eat it from the back while on this live. Knowing you love the rush of almost getting caught." He grabbed my face kissing me tongue and all.
I bit my lip smiling looking up at him.
"Nasty ass."
"I got to go y'all." I said ending the live quick.
"Come fuck me real quick."
"No baby girl."
"Please?"
"Not you begging. I need it."
"What you need is some panties."
"What I need is you to bend me over." I frowned.
"You gone watch while I fuck you hard in this mirror?" He asked rubbing on me, kissing my neck while looking me in my eyes through the mirror.
"Silassss." I whined.
"Shut the fuck up." He mumbled choking me as he pulled my dress up. His fingers wasted no time finding my spot. He ran his fingers up and down my slit.
"You so wet for my princess." He said adding a finger pumping slowly.
I moaned softly throwing my head back on his shoulder.
