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“See, we’re like Prince Akeem and Semmi. We’re about to be on our Coming to America shit,”
According to Murk, they had broken up right before they went to Vegas, but they were back together now. Marlee didn’t feel no kind of way about the information that she was given. RJ laid pipe like a professional plumber, but that was the extent of their relationship.
They had too much free pussy walking around for anybody to do that to an innocent child.
Murk was right. His dick had a mind of its own and Aspen wasn’t what it wanted.
Desi was fragile to him and he didn’t want anybody to hurt her. After all the pain that she endured when she was younger, he didn’t want her to feel anything but happiness now.
She couldn’t even lie; Marlee’s mohawk was the shit, but Kassidy’s was a disaster. If she was trying to mimic another bitch, the least she could have done was get it right.
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