Down For All

Down For All -5

Short ? Yeah it is but I was feeling lazy as hell today, sorry.

D o w n For A l l -5

Marie wasn't gonna take this shit no more.

Not from Quadir, not from Montell, Dre or any member of Sly Boy Mafia.

She dialled her girlfriend's number who answered on the third ring.

"Hello." She answered.

"Baby ? It's me."

"Me who ?"

"Chey, it's your baby girl."

"Sweetie ? Whatcha need ?"

"I got a massive dilemma." She sighed. "Remember what I told you about ? I want SBM down."

Cheyanne had connections to get a hit on anyone's head but she knew one of the most notorious mafias in Cali's death wouldn't be a piece of cake.

"I'll try, when you coming to see me baby ?"

"When you handle my shit and I want Quadir's bitch or bitch to be Tae Morris dead. Leave Justice alone."

Marie thought if Tae's bitch ass was out the way, she would take her place as Justice's best friend therefore access to her man and the rest of SBM before she took them out, she wondered how they would all feel inside her.

"I can get that crazy bitch out the way any day."

"You always make me happy." Marie smiled hanging up.

Cherelle got her knees gathering enough spit as she spat on his dick sucking it all off as she deep throated him.

"Fuck Elle." Smokey moaned.

He grabbed Cherelle by the head guiding her head on his dick, after 10 minutes he came all in her mouth.

She swallowed the whole lot getting off her knees to go wash up.

She didn't mind the fact that she always had to please him, after all she believed she was the only one.

She couldn't wait to take her ex husband down once and for all with the love of her life right by her side.

Quadir slammed the door of his mini mansion, still angry about what had happened at the trap.

He placed Tae's bra on his pillow smirking at the size of it.

He looked down at his phone looking at the text he'd just got from Cheyanne.

I'm coming over later to please you daddy.

Even though all he could do was think about Tae, he desperately needed a quick nut. He was still rock hard from the episode with Tae.

Naw come now babe.

Quadir leaned against the door of his bedroom.

"Bitch come here and suck my dick."

Cheyanne got on her knees not even caring that she'd been called out of her name.

Unbuckling his true religions she went to work. Shoving his 12 inches down her throat, the amount of times she'd pleased Quadir, she still wasn't used to his golden package.

"Shit..fuck..damn." Quadir moaned.

Few more sucks then and there, Quadir was about to come but took himself out of her mouth, cumming all over her face. Never treat a hoe like a lady, at the moment no bitch was worthy enough to taste him.

Cheyanne stayed silent rolling her eyes as she cleaned her face with her shirt.

She made her way to the bed stopped dead I'm her tracks when she saw the red lace bra.

"Fuck is this ?"

"I hope you ain't talking to me, what it look like ?"

"How you gon' disrespect me like this leaving some hoe's shit on the bed we gon' fuck in ?"

"Don't call her out her name. Shit we ain't together, fuck buddies. You a side-"

Cheyanne's hand connected with his cheek. Quadir didn't feel nothing.

He clenched his fist punching her so hard she fell back onto the floor.

Cheyanne knew she had a black eye as she bawled loudly.

"Now get the fuck out-"

She ran so fast Quadir wasn't even sure he'd seen her leave.

On the third ring Tae answered the door looking mad as hell "What ?" She said with a little too much attitude until she saw it was Quadir.

"Fix your tone." He said handing her back her bra.

"I told you it was a souvenir."

"But I don't want it no more."

"Why ? Stopped you from getting some ?"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Well I don't want it back I got too many so your going back with it." She smiled slamming the door in his face.

Quadir sighed, he didn't wanna have to do this.

He threw Tae's bra on the road.