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Maurice was fine, but Tariq was drop-dead gorgeous. Upon first glance, one would assume Tariq was a street nigga. His tattoos started at his neck and covered his chest, back, and arms. Both of his ears were also pierced. He had soft hair that was cut into a curly fade, and sometimes, I caught myself daydreaming about running my fingers through his curls. His facial hair was always trimmed and lined to perfection. His face probably made the perfect seat for some lucky women over the years.
“Don’t waste your breath. I’ve felt your raw pussy wrapped around my dick. Ain’t no way on God’s green Earth I’ll agree to put something between us. I’ll do my best to pull—you know what? I’m not gon’ even tell that lie. I ain’t pulling out either.”

