Not My "Bestfriend" 2.0 | NBA Youngboy * COMPLETED *

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"Unt un." I giggled, shaking my head as I backed up on the wall. "Come on mane, you trippin'." He licked his lips putting his hands in his pants. "I don't wanna do nothing, they gone come back and we gone get caught." I couldn't take him serious, he was too fine for me. "Fuck that, I'm tryna give you a nice birthday gift. This one a bonus." He chimed his hands pulling me over and pushing me on the bed.

"Kentrell, now you know.." my voice drifted off when he started licking my clit. He had his hands around my hips and was doing his shit. My legs was up, but not too much. He did even more licking causing me to pull on his hair. I started shivering as he was inserting his fingers in. He started off slowly, but he started going faster. Which made me moan like crazy.

"Mhm you like that." He chuckled and I pulled him onto me crashing my lips into his. He planted kisses on my neck and squeezed my boobs. I took his shirt off, and he lifted me up sitting me right on his dick. I rode it, and he groaned trying to pull me deeper onto it.

I rubbed his print while kissing him. I inserted my hands inside his pants again and went to sucking it up. I mean, he gave me head plenty of times. He deserved this suckatron 5000. "Fuck, ma.." He groaned holding my hair up and I was all on that tip as well. "Say, mane, I'm boutta nut." He tried to pull me away but I stayed right there and the nut went all over my face . I smirked at him and gave me a surprised face expression.

"Who taught you that?" Kentrell breathed heavily, his dick still on hard. "Don't worry about that," I fixed my hair and he pulled me making me bend over. "Nah you wanna act like you bout it or sum, you gone take this shit." I did a quick little prayer, knowing by the time we reached back home I still wasn't gone be able to walk right.

He inserted his shit in, and all you heard was macaroni noises. Skin clapping, all that. "Kentrell, stop! Don't do that!" I pulled his hand away as he pulled aggressively on my hair. Nigga wasn't pulling my wig off, the fuck. He grumbled, which made him go in harder. I couldn't even say anything correctly.

"Who is this shit for?" Kentrell groaned in my ear and I tried to pull him but he wasn't budging.

"Yours." I mumbled, feeling him go into my shit. I was trying not to moan so loudly, they could come in here any minute. "Huh?" "Yours, Kentrell." . He went in even deeper and I felt something in my guts, I swear. I couldn't even breathe right at this point. I pulled him onto me and he held my hips to make me go deeper into him. Lastly, he mumbled a few words and I felt something go inside of me. When he pulled out, nut was oozing from his shit and I knew that he nutted in me.

"I fucked the shit outta you." He smirked and I sucked my teeth feeling my lace. "You almost ripped my wig off, and my edges too." I snapped and Kentrell chuckled. "I ain't know you could suck a nigga up like that tho mane." He pulled me into him and I sat in his lap. "It's a lot of things you don't know." I grabbed his chin and he grabbed my neck and tongued me down.

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The next morning I woke up in the bed trying to feel Kentrell, but I didn't feel anything. I jumped up, and looked under the sheets. I was completely naked. Jolden came into the room, and I sat up. "It's nothing, I swear." I put my hands up in surrender.

She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. "You okay?" She pointed and I raised my eyebrow looking around one more time to make sure I wasn't dreaming. "You sure you not on them drugs anymore?" She mumbled and I rolled my eyes. "Yea. I'm okay. Where's everybody?" I asked. "Oh." Jolden walked up to me and I kept the cover sheets on me.