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Who TF brings Fruitcake?

"Honestly, I'm tryna stay focused, you must think I've got to be joking when I say," Alai rolled over pulling the pillow over her head as her radio alarm clock belts out Summer Walker snatching her from her slumber. Head pounding, she lay there thinking about yesterday, " I just need sooooommmmeee dick, I just need some love," Alai started humming along from the bottom of her soul. Flashes of that beautiful man next door entering her thoughts. "zzZZ", notification from "the grahs" group text. Alai chuckled remembering that she had met more than just Salim yesterday.

After closing the door yesterday, she almost immediately began tearing through the boxes looking for any one of her many toys. She was desperately in need of release and though she had been bold enough to touch him there was NO WAY she was going to offer herself up to him before she could even get her panties unpacked. Finding what she needed Alai shoved everything off the couch on to the floor and assumed the position, one egg on clit, one hand on nipple "zzz" she clicked her egg into first gear as she began to grind, rub, and pinch her way to a climax. "zzZZZ" she clicked into second gear just as she began to feel the buildup in the pit of her stomach. The sudden increase in the pulse jerked her right to the edge of her finish and no sooner than the moan escaped her lips than she was left in complete silence. "Fuck," She whispered pissed that she didn't think to charge the egg before she started. "Why would I even play myself like that?" She asked aloud, pussy still tingling from the effects coming so close to cuming. Using her still shaky legs she slowly drug herself off the couch and began looking for her phone. She was starving and the last thing she was trying to do was cook.

Scrolling indecisively down google beginning to get frustrated with herself for not being able to decide on what to eat she heard a light tap on the door. She stopped scrolling and cocked her head to the side to make sure she was hearing correctly. "Tap, tap, tap," followed by a high pitched giggled let her know that someone was definitely knocking on her door." One minute," she yelled scrambling around to find her pants. " Who is it?" She yelled she had only met Salim and she doubted he would be knocking on her door after what she pulled.

"Welcome committee," she heard the high pitch voice say, followed by more giggling. What were they? Children? Finally snatching the drawstring on her pants into a knot and yanking the door open Alai came face to face with the giggle crew. "You're the welcome committee?!" she asked in disbelief. Before her stood three gorgeous sistas. The one standing closest to the door was tall, with beautiful smooth chocolate skin. Her hair was cut close to her head in a kind of feminine fade, stars etched into the scalp of her undercut. Round eyes, big lashes, high cheekbones, luscious, glossed lips, itty bitty waist but the hips, hipped okay! Her dark green fitted one sleeved tee was complimented but the long lime green nails that peeked around the pizza box she was carrying.

The middle woman was extremely petite, and extremely brown. Her brown skin shimmered under the hallway light, which also illuminated her deep chocolate brown eyes flecked with gold and the most striking brown and gold locs Alai had ever seen they were styled in a crispy half up half down style and looked to reach about mid back on the small woman. She was wearing a brown sundress with tan lettering that hugged her body in just the right places while also letting it be known that sis ain't have nan panty on.

" Not officially, " the first woman responded. " I'm Sanaa, I live on this floor as well. This is Kendra," she said pointing to the petite brown woman who appeared to be holding a fruitcake, " and Shyla she said point to the third woman. A redbone, wearing a high jet-black ponytail that reached her ass, long thick lashes and had on a thick layer of deep black lip-gloss accenting her thick lips perfectly. Complimenting it perfectly with a black spaghetti strap tee and distressed black jeans.