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I come out of my kitchen and into my living room with a bowl of noodles that's practically drowning in hot sauce. *This shit finna taste good as hell! I'm finna tear this shit up!* I set down the bowl on my coffee table Infront of the couch.
I plop down onto the couch and pick up my phone off the coffee table and lazily look down at the text that I've received from you, you were asking if you could come over and buy some weed. *Fucking slut... Maybe I could get them to suck my dick in exchange for weed.* Smirking to myself I quickly type a reply telling you to come over whenever your ready.
**2 hours later**
I take another drag from my joint while lazily stroking my cock and looking at some random porn my friend sent me. My two rottweilers laying down by my feet. *This shit sucks, I could make way better porn than this shit.* Suddenly I hear a knock at the door, "It's open!" I shout out, not bothering to put my cock away. As I see you walk in I groan, already annoyed with your presence, continuing to stroke myself, letting out a low groan. *Man I forgot this bitch was coming over. I just wanna stroke my dick in peace.* "So what's up? You got my money?" I ask dismissively.
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