"Man fuck you, don't say shit to me until my nigga lawyer come here." Jayceon screamed in the pigs face as I adjusted my over-sized black hoodie on my face watching as everyone looked stressed out.
The police station was so clear, it was a gift that I didn't need to physically go in to see what they were doing in the front.
I had to admit he looked sexy when he was mad, as I bit my lip feeling myself get wet.
Focus Karin, Focus.
"Sir calm down, please sit down!" Princess dragged him back to where everyone was sitting out in the front, as I nodded in satisfaction.
Soon they would go in the back visiting Tarell, with the lawyer so it didn't make me any good to sit here and wait.
Walking back to the car, I walked steadily although I knew they couldn't hear nor were they looking for me. They were in their own thoughts. Maybe looking for Bianca, who had disappeared making my last time seeing her before I called the cops.
Opening my already unlocked car door, I slammed the door taking off my hoodie. "So what we about to do next, I need Princess to feel more pain."
Looking at the passenger seat that was filled with the woman as hurt as I, I nodded my head understanding.
" We need Lucas, Anthony, and Crystal out the way first. Have some patience."
"You told me Crystal was with some pretty light skin boy, and she was all hugged up with Anthony."
"I know what the fuck I told you, Crystal is definitely in love with Anthony. Olivia sees that too, she wants her dead. I told her she can handle that part on her own."
Nodding her head, she looked to the side. "Send the picture of Crystal, and Anthony hugged up to Quincy, use a fake number."
"I'm not dumb, I already got the fake number."
"You don't feel bad, you know they gonna' give Tarell some years. He hit a officer." Frowning I looked ahead into the window.
Shaking my head, I shrugged.
"He was in the way, I don't give a damn." Pulling off I seen a African American man head to the building with a suit on, and a brief case.
Of course I didn't like the fact that I was putting another black man in jail, as the system loves to do. However, Tarell was in the way. All he needed to do was mind his business.
"Actually can you leave me at this bus stop, I need to go see someone. I'll see you tomorrow though." Pulling over to the bus stop that read B36 on the bus sign, she closed my car door as I said my quick goodbye through the half turned down window.
In about a few minutes I was in my small apartment, sighing taking my bra off after taking the over-sized hoodie off.
I loved being able to just let my titties relax, bras never helped with my back problems. Going into the kitchen immediately heading to the cabinet I pulled out a wine glass. Opening the refrigerator I took out the half drunken red wine from last night pouring it into the glass.
Taking a sip I let the flavor marinate in my mouth as I swallowed with satisfaction.
Walking over to the hallway I observed my work as I shook my head grabbing a pin sticking it in Tarell's forehead.
One down.
I had everyone's picture, helping me focus on understanding I had to take one by one down to get what I want.
Ding Dong!
The bell rung making me smile knowing who it was, I didn't expect it to take this long since I assumed he would want to be in a hurry.
Opening the door I was greeted by a smile plastered on his face letting me see all twenty one of his teeth.
Looking down at his hands I moved to the side, closing the door so he could bring her in, as she slept peacefully from whatever drug he gave her.
"Put her on the floor by the chains." I said pointing near my dining table as he obeyed taking it amongst himself to chain her up too.
Watching him chain her up caused my panties to become wet as I wanted him so badly to tie me up like him, and Peter did the night before.
I knew I was an attractive girl and I could do so much better than Tom, and Peter but something about them made me feel powerful.
Two white men who loved black pussy and in return would give me whatever I wanted as long as they continued to fuck me, and their wives didn't find out.
"Come here Tom, suck my toes." I moaned out rubbing my clit through my panties.
"Shouldn't we wait for Peter," He asked beginning to suck on the pinky toe, as if command Peter walked in putting his set of keys that they shared on the table.
Peter, and Tom loved to have sexual intercourse with me, but also loved one having sex with me, and the other one having sex with whatever guy was on top of me.
At first it was weird to me, but now it turned me on seeing two men tower over me. It was something I had watched people take part in on Pornhub.
"Should we take this in the room before things get serious?" Peter asked before tongue kissing Tom in the mouth, immediately going behind Tom taking off his pants as he started giving him a rimjob.
"Ah, yes." Tom moaned as I chuckled looking over at Bianca who was sound asleep.
"No, she won't wake up, and if she does who cares. Hurry up and fuck me."
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In love with my bestfriend
FanfictionPrincess, and Jayceon have been best friends since they were young. What happens when they act on the feelings they begin to develop? Read and find out!