Y'all I'm tired of niggas shit-talking me, like if you don't like me that fuckin bad then KILL ME I WANNA FUCKIN DIE TF WHORE🚶🏾♀️
So currently...my boyfriends are...smoking and answering questions I guess. I just know that Stokeley is loud as hell, while Jarad is whispering.
A/N: 10 points to anyone who can guess the interview I'm talking about 🤓👍🏾
"Aye Bri! Come here mamas" Stokeley bites his lip at me and I come over.
"What?" I question and he smirks.
"Sit on my lap." he wraps his arms around my waist in starts to pull me closer.
"Aye bruh chill. Finish ya interview." I try and push him away.
"Its okay if she sits with me right?" He asks one of the people behind the camera as he makes me sit right on top of his dick. This nigga is a horny bastard when he's high.
Every time he gets the chance he grinds himself on me, and I try and play it cool but I'm getting low-key horny as fuckkkkkk.
Its over after about 15 more minutes and I jump up, dragging Stokeley to the car.
"Woahhhhh whatchu doinggg???" he drags out as Jarad follows behind us.
"Ain't no damn way your gonna make me horny as hell and not help me" I say, crossing my arms.
"Awww." he grins, starting to kiss on my neck.
"Guess I gotta drive." Jarad sighs and I pull away from Ski.
"I'll drive. Your faded as a bitch. Ski can fuck up my guts once we get home."
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Y'all I like....can't finish this I'm sorry :( I just wanted to post something for yall, I might finish it later tonight...
~Jay✍
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Rapper Preferences And Imagines
Fanfiction!!! UNDER EDITS !!! Mainly XXXTENTACION, Ski Mask The Slump God and Juice Wrld <3 for my melanined girlies
