A/n- This same day, 5 hours later.
Niel
"THE FUCK" I started pacing back and forward. "I'm sorry Mrs. Dean, it's just a lot to take in right now, is she okay?" after she responded I watched as Troy walked by, butt-ass naked, then popped a grape in his mouth. I stopped in my tracks. "Now Mrs. Dean do they know, wait no my apologies, do they know who is potentially supposed to be the dad?" Troy stopped chewing on his grape and I started walking back and forward faster. "Oh alright thank you so much, and tell alora I'm so sorry all this is happening to her and we will be in touch soon, Goodbye now." I walked behind Troy and just held him. "Chew you're food." and he started chewing. "Now here's good news, Alora didn't snitch, but I'm sure she saw me shoot Zaire. I thought she stayed in the house but she didn't, he had her standing at the doorway then. I got to stop hiding. I'm going to become more suspicious towards the others. They need to see my face, the more they see me the less they suspect it was me. As for you, I'm not sure cause you've been gone so long it might be even more suspicious. You probably got to keep running until further notice."
He shook his head and turned around. "How did you get Mrs. Dean's number if you told me last week you haven't been in contact with alora since y'all was in college"? I got on my knees and looked up. "I always kept in touch with Mrs. Dean, she used to sell me edible cookies or I gave her some weed until about last year. Now she is a Christian woman and shit and stop buying supplies from me. Alora, to my knowledge, didn't or don't know I always stayed in contact with her mama but not her. Even after we broke up, her mom didn't care."
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I stroke up and down his shaft. It has always been so pretty to me. It's medium length, but that black color and that pink tip look so pretty wrapped all up around my pink tongue, it damn near camouflage together, if you ask me. I was going to bring it to my mouth, but I decided to tease him a little more. I glance up and his head jerks back, and I hear small whimpering coming from him, his abs are glossing from the sunlight that is shining on him. I kept stroking. I quickened the pace and he got harder and it's growing. As some dick veins started to appear, I started to get turned on myself. I ignored my desire and fully focused on just pleasing him. I slowed the pace down and looked back up at him. To which he is biting his lip and looking at me. I removed my hand and kissed his pretty one. I formed my mouth as an o and started getting to work. I can put his whole size in my mouth with no problem. I just go slower cause I have a gag reflex. I started singing my little nursery rhyme while I suck it. Up and down, up and down, up and down we go, our main mission is to make his toes curl, and I heard a few shit's and got damn from him so he had to be close. I removed myself from sucking on it, my jaws starting to hurt. Just my luck, he started to cum. I watch as some fall from my face and onto my pants.
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I stood up and kissed his cheek. He wiped my kiss from his cheek and it took everything in me not to smack him. I told him about disrespecting me. I'm not going to punish him now cause we got shit to figure out and I need to start making moves fast. I can't focus cause his dick is still hard. "go put some clothes on" we need to discuss business.
Alora
I don't know what going on. I have been here for 2 days, and nobody has told me anything, I haven't been updated on Zaire's condition since yesterday. I'm so damn stressed. The doctors said I wouldn't be able to leave until they could get my blood pressure regulated and a watchful eye on my children. I am now, 16 weeks pregnant. When they did the ultrasound, it seemed to be 2 and not one, They aren't for certain, the technology they have here isn't the most up to date. So they can't see, but if they are twins, or one is covering the other from view as of right now. I'm still in disbelief about everything. I'm pregnant all over again. My past is hunting me. My potential baby daddy is probably dead and the other one is nowhere to be found. According to what my mom said, Zaire flatlined twice and he was in a coma. From a miraculous miracle, he woke up from the coma, but any further and current conditions they aren't sure about.
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