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"gimmie kissssss ma ma

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"gimmie kissssss ma ma."

i groaned trying to pull away from her. k3 can really push my nerves to the highest of high. i'm chilling, watching tv and she wanna beg for kisses. that's cause she know what she done did now she feeling bad about it. whore. i don't even know why she brought her ass over here.

that's okay though because it's a party today. but the way this weather looking i may stay my ass at home. i don't even play like that.

"nic."

"what, 3?" i mumbled nibbling on my lip. can a girl soak in her good vibe after getting her hair done and a fresh set? seem like i can't with the way she's acting. "come on, move offf."

"why you doing all this? you got something to say to me?"

"i don't."

"mcht." she mushed me softly and i rolled my eyes. this girl know i'm not feeling her right now. how she chose to go about it is up to her but i'm not making it better. i didn't do shit. "im finna lift you in the air dawg."

"don't."

"so talk to me. what i tell you about that shit?" she grabbed my face making me look at her. my insides started to tingle and i stopped standing on business. ugh i just can't. she too fine and good to me. "quit being petty and use yo words."

"beeyyy." i tried taking her hand off but she only made her stare more intense. okay. "ion like what you did."

"what i did?"

"you sat in my face and rolled somebody else blunt." i mumble avoiding her eyes. that may sound petty as hell but it's not. really it's disrespectful. especially when you know the bitch can roll they own stuff. just be wanting attention, and her dumb ass give it to em. "why you looking like you don't know?"

"cause." she kissed my lips over and over. so i guess she doesn't have anything to say about that. mm. ain't that something.

"mcht, gon on."

"stop. i'm not gonna argue witchu over that. you know what business is and i let you go with me. the bitch paid extra for her blunt to be rolled and she got it. come on mamas, don't."

i huffed looking over her face. she right, it is business i just don't like it. but i guess it's nothing i can do about it. the stoner world has a lot more restrictions. it's a lot that a blunt can start and a lot that it can end.

"fix ya face."

"it's fixed." i mumbled turning back to the tv. she grabbed my chin again, biting her lip. her eyes went from mine to my lips and i just wanted her to kiss me. make me feel better.

"fix ya lips." her mumble was cute and i fixed my lips by putting them on hers. she kissed me softly, letting my bottom lip inside her mouth. i leaned back as her weight was coming onto me.

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