Product Of The Street: Union City 5 (Product of the Street: Union City #5)
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Henny should be sentenced to prison and locked the fuck up for murdering my pussy the way he does.
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“You hear that, Thickness,” Henny murmured next to my ear. “Hear how beautiful your pussy sounds when you take that dick?”
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“You like that idea, Tali? I’m gonna make a song of just your pussy sounds and have Oz play it in rotation at Myth,” he whispered.
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“To love me, fuck me, and give me that ass whenever the fuck I ask for it, for as long as we both shall live and after?”
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“You’re such a good girl, Tali, and you deserve a reward for that. You’d make a good ass, Sub,” she insisted
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At least, I thought so, because if Konceited hadn’t needed to leave Union City for business, he would have still been the Black Wolf.
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“Sooo…is anyone not going to bring up the fact that this nigga right here looks just like a dark skin Sanchez, or are we just ignoring it?” Konceited asked.
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“So, Link, when are you going to tell your parents that you know that you’re adopted and now you have a nephew-son?” I smirked.
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“Sometimes, brats need a little handling,” she smirked, and I glared at her ass. “Sweet Angel.” I froze and pressed my lips together in a tight smile. “Come to your Master,” Ian’s dominant voice rolled over my skin like a smooth satin. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? If he thought, just because this was some kind of meeting, that apparently, I was supposed to attend, that it meant I’d forgot about the ghosting shit. He was wrong.