Këntrëll
I was confused at first, never did this nigga just tell me to strip. I was just tryna make him mad dassit he taking it to a new level
"Yeen so tough now huh?" He chuckled
"Mane shut the fuck up"
"Ian finna keep playing with you Kentrell"
"Ian ask ya too" I shrugged
He grabbed me by my shirt pulling me up, this nigga gone stretch out my shirt
"Yo walls finna be gone since you wanna talk allat shit baby" he said licking his lips
Aight it's official, I'm scared
He throws me back on the bed taking his shirt off making me bite my lip, Sheyya is really sexy people don't understand.
"Tell me tha truth aight?" He asked
I raised my eyebrows, he always talking bout tell me the truth and be mad as hell when I do. Fuckin set up
"You was gone fuck Jonathan huh?"
I mean that was the plan but now Ian even finna do allat
"No"
"You know I can tell when you lying Kentrell" he said grabbing at my thighs
"Ian even lying... but if I was lying which I'm not! How could you tell?"
"Yo eyes get a lil wider and Yo lip poke out" he chuckled
I shook my head, he pays attention to much
"Now you wanna tell the truth or keep lying?"
He slid my pants down still looking me in my eyes, ohhh he finna give me that good dick I know it
"Sheyya it wasn't even like that-"
"Ion wanna hea' that! Issa yes or no" he said making me shiver
"Sheyya-"
"You thing you fuckin slick" he spats removing my boxers makin me bite my lip
He gripped me still looking me in my eyes while his other hand was around my throat, not gone lie this shit makin me horny
"Do I have to kill him?" He said moving his hand
"N-No" I moaned out
"You gone stay away from him?"
I stayed silent, no cap Jonathan got the best dick around if Sheyya can't top that then shiii
"Hmm ok" he says removing his hand
"Take that shirt off"
I wasted no time in taking this motha fucka off, he ain't have to tell me twice
"Turn yo ass around"
