Whispering in my ear telling me how good it feels, how he wants this cat to me his, how he want us to be together, how he don't want it to end. Me telling him the same distracted by the good dxxxk, moving in a slow circular motion. Heavy breathes blowing in my ear. Still standing in the dark,fist bald up, eyes red as the devil. Trey was listening heard every word i said,trey was not trey. Trey walks upstairs. We still didn't notice him. Walks back down stairs holding a silver pistol. I noticed him. Trey (breathing hard) i said in a scared voice. David responded with don't worry about him he don't love you like i do. Still on top of me moving in a circular motions, moaning had no idea trey was standing behind him........
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