"A wahm to deh bumboclaat bwoy yah man me seh fi let me guh!" I shouted at him. He stood there looking at me with a smirk on his face. "Chawgi me seh me want yuh and a yasso yah tan...tap eh bumboclaat noise a me fucking head nuh melia!" He spoke in an irritated tone. "A who yuh feel like yah chat to suh dranko? I ask...
"Likkle gurl a wah yah deal wid? " he asked angrily at me. "Mi nah deal wid nothing, I'm a nurse and when it comes to my patients, dem is mi responsibly Ricky. " I complained. : "Ohh? " he stared at me. "Watch when yuh reach home likkle miss, ago fuck yuh up Inna dis. " he said pulling a way from me and walk to his...
"Bomboclaat." I muttered to myself. 'HIM BUDDY BIG YUH FUCK. 'I said in my mind as he pulled his boxers down after aggressively pushing unto his bed while covering my mouth with his hands before shoving his-' CLICK ON THE STORY TO READ MORE!
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