98. Like father like son

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The next morning I woke up feeling warmth as I was wrapped up with my man. My hair was spread out across the pillows as I laid my head on his chest.

The rhythm of his heartbeat told me he was still sleeping. I sighed and then began tracing the tattoos on his chest and arm.

My man my man my man! Mi a yam head enuh but a so life go.

"Dat ticklish," he mumbled and I stopped my movement mid-way.

I looked up at him realizing he was now awake.

"Good morning," I smiled nervously, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"Morning," he chuckled.

"Good?" He asked looking down at me.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"We ago link Andrea today," he told me.

"We?" I asked rolling my eyes inwardly at his demands.

"Yes, we, me and you," he replied.

"So Wah bout Michaela?" I asked him looking at my nails that need to be redone.

"Yuh nuh give her permission fi gaa man yard last night?" He sucked his teeth.

I side-eyed him before speaking. "And did! Anyways we a go look fi good body Andrea, I can't wait to inform on you."

"You and mummy try nuh bother with it today," he mumbled.

"Yuh go see," I chuckled.

I rolled off him and felt a sudden pain in my thighs.

"Yuh can massage mi legs dem please?" I asked him.

"Can massage yuh pussy with mi hood too," he smiled.

"Nooo!" I protested.

He laughed taking the sheets of him and getting out of the bed.

"Wah make that still stand up?" I asked him looking down at his fully erect shaft.

"Cause yuh nae put yuh mouth pan e," chuckled.

"I do that when I feel like doing that, not when you want me to, I'm not Tina or the flight attendant gyal," I responded getting off the bed as well.

"Yuh can chat suh?" He asked going into the bathroom.

"Brush yuh fi go brush yuh stinking mouth,"  I said pushing past him.

"Yuh love ih stinking mouth though," he said slapping my bum.

"Weh yuh toothbrush deh?" I asked taking up mine.

"Ova e next house and one inah mi suitcase," he replied.

"Suh yuh naa go fah?" I said looking at him through the mirror.

"No, yuh nuh like smell mi stink mouth?" He asked.

"Hell noooo!" I laughed.

"Look here," he turned my face around to face him before blowing in my face.

"Nasty bwoy," I slapped his chest playfully.

He laughed before reaching up to the cupboard and opened it taking out a pack of toothbrushes.

I applied toothpaste to my toothbrush and put it under the pipe and began brushing my teeth.

Malique did the same bracing up on me with his erection pressing against my ass.

I looked at him through the mirror before chuckling to myself. I think he has a white liver.

"Awah?" He asked removing the toothbrush from his mouth.

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