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“What the fuck is up!” Bone stuck his hand out to give him pound. “I see Dai and Harvey got your ass out of the house.” “Something like that.” Nite coolly bumped his fist. “You remember my boys KC, Tree, and Henny.” “Sup y’all,” he tossed them a head nod. Everyone reciprocated except KC. He was too busy watching his wife, who was standing a few feet away wobbling her ass in a pair of little shorts. Against his will, she rocked the shortest pair she owned prior to giving birth to their five children. While she looked good as fuck, KC wasn’t ok with the stares. When her friends encouraged her to ...more
Lucid Dreams
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