Holiday special pt2

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*3 hrs later"

*Ashley pov *

"OH HELL THE FUCK NA! Profit I think you got the ring directions. Either that or you got me FUCKED UP!" this was no beautiful 3 story cabin this was a 1 STORY BLACK AS DIRT CABIN WITH STAINED FURNITURE (which was also black) AND A SMALL ASS FIRE PIT TO COOK ON!

"NIGGA YOU REALLY GOT ME FUCKED UP!ALEXIA YOU BETTA GET YA BAE BEFORE I BEAT HIS ASS!

Alexia: Bae--

Trey:OH SHIT A ROACH! Oh wait I got it(picks up a fake Roach )

Profit:Move T I'm not playin bruh.

Trey:*tosses fake Roach *

Profit *jumps and starts to run* IS IT ON ME!?!?!

Alexis: Nigga you the lamest "thug" I've ever met!

Trey:Bruh I had a traumatic encounter with roaches

(he says trying to sound professional )

Alexis: *shakes head* Damn, my baby something else but I got to love him. he's my everything and always has had my back since day 1, but gosh he's not the brightest star in the galaxy. He really think I'm sleeping here.. tuh!

Profit: Man this ain't How it looked in the brochure

Trey: You damn right it aint

Tyriq: Look we gone have to make the best of it . iight?

Everyone mutually agreed but I really didn't want to be here. about 3 hours later everyone was showered and laying in the living room. Ash and Trey were knocked out. Lexis and Tyriq were sucking eachothers faces off but me and Profit were just chillin. I felt safe in his arms for some reason. at the end of the movie Alexis and Tyriq were missing.... hmmm probably being grown.

*Tyriq pov *

shhh I said putting my finger over her lips. Alexis did as told. I moved until fingers slowly and picked her up and put her on the bed. she prompted herself on her elbows So she could see me. I took off my shirt and leaned down on top of her.I slid off her shirt and tossed it to the other side of the room. my lips started to trace from her neck to her panty line. Lexis started to play with my hair So I knew she was enjoying herself as soon as I unbuttoned her pants and started to bring my tongue lower the door flew open.

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