“Hey, sis,” Patrice started. “We still gonna do this pool party?” “Hell yeah, gurl,” the first cousin replied. “Let’s plan this shit out when I get back home.” “Cool, gurl! I met this Japanese bitch that wanna come too.” “Oh, snap! It's gonna be bomb.” “You driving?” “Yes, hunty! Goin’ to get my hair cut.” “Alright, bish. Hit me up when you get back.” “For sure, love!” “Bye, gurl!” Monet ended the call and navigated her dark cherry 2014 Kia Optima into the parking lot. He went into the barbershop wearing a graphic tee and light wash jeans. His 56-inch badonkadonk shook like a Jello mold. The… 더 읽기
High on poppers w/a strange man in my mouth
I have only been with older gay men - the first time, I was 18, hitchhiking home after school and had just finished smoking a joint and a fat man about 55 picked me up. I got in the car and said hello; as I turned to him I noticed that his tee shirt was pulled up over his belly and his pants were unzipped down so far I could see his pubic hair. Under my feet, the floor was covered with magazines. As I went to go move them, I noticed that the covers were covered with pictures of sex between teenage boys and older men. I had never seen anything like that before, and I started to blush. When I… 더 읽기