Liv's pov

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Me and kween's in her room, somebody's mad.
"Kween"
"Kweeeeen"
"What ma'ma"
"Hey", I say, looking up at her. We laying down on the bed me on top of her.
"Hey ma'ma"
"Talk to me", I pout.
"No cus I'm mad at you", she say.
I pout, knowing what's she's really talking bout.
Can I get a kiss papi.
She bends her head down and kisses me.
She start French kissing me and I smirk, knowing what she's trying to do. Next thing ik is her hands sneaking down between my legs. I mean, shaking my head no.
"K stop", I moan again.
"Mmm", he say.
This stubborn little boy, she steady playing with my pearl.
I feel a feeling, kwe stop.
Kween baby I think I'm....
"Say it"
Before it happened I hit my head on her chest, not to hard, and got up.
"Baby", what're you doin", it was getting good", kween say.
"Sorry college boy", I say and walk in the bathroom to get ready for school.

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