Kissin On My Tattoos [BahjaxChres]

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I thought of Bahja as some hoe bounced on my dick. I could her ass bouncing up and down on my skin, but that didn't interrupt my thinking. I wondered what Bahja was do-

"Gah damn!!" I groaned as she moved back and forth, interrupting my thoughts.

She smirked, still going. Just then my phone rang, but I was too busy. It stopped, then started ringing again.

"Aren't you gonna get that, daddy?" The hoe asked.

"Yeah, whatever." I said, picking up my phone. "Hello?"

"Hello? Chres?" I heard her voice ring through the phone.

"Wassup, Bee." I said, smiling.

"Nothing really. I'm bored, wanna come over? Or nah."

I looked over at the hoe, "Yeah, I'll be over there in a little while."

"Good." I could tell she was smiling, "I'll get in the shower while you get ready or whateva."

"Aight, ma." I said, hanging up.

"Who was that?" The hoe said with an attitude, getting off me.

"Nun yo business. Now get out."

"What the hell? The fuck you mean get out?" She said, trying to kiss on my neck.

I gently pushed her off, "Get out."

"Whatever." She put on her clothes, walking out of my house. I shrugged my shoulders, walking towards the bathroom. I give not one fuck, two fucks, red fucks, blue fucks.