Chapter 62.) Plenty Money

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Sporting a cropped hooded sweatshirt with an all-black puma sports bra underneath, a pair of snow-white, waist track shorts, and cream-colored Steve Madden sneakers on her feet. Renae had her hair styled in a pineapple that was protected under a headwrap as she moved sensually around the studio with Jhene Aiko, Pussy Fairy playing through her AirPods.

I know you love fuckin' me
(Fuckin' me, fuckin' me)
I can tell by the way you in love with me (Love with me)
You can't get enough of me, yeah
Well, I guess it's lookin' like you stuck with me
'Cause I got you sprung off in the spring time
Fuck all your free time
You don't need no me time
That's you and me time
We be gettin' so loud
That dick make my soul smile
That dick make me so damn proud

Mouthing along to the lyrics as she rotated her hips gradually before thrusting forward then dropped to her knees. Placing her hands behind her back, she tapped the floor with the left and right sides of her hips before circling slowly.

Now lay your head down on the pillow
Turn the lights down real low
I want you to say my name
Close your eyes and let your feels go
Now you're gettin' real close
Baby, I am on the way

Gliding across the dance floor, Renae faced the mirrors and turned her knees inwardly as she wined down slowly then steadied herself in the squat position. Moving her upper body down in a wavelike motion, she planted her hands down on the floor and lifted her left leg then twisted down into a split.

Now that I've got you right here
I won't let you down, down
Don't be surprised, baby, it's just me (Just me)
Don't be surprised, boy, when I buss it wide—

As the music faded out, Renae rolled her shoulders and rotated her neck as the beat to Trey Songz featuring Chris Brown, Chi-Chi began playing. Allowing the lyrics to consume her, she closed her eyes and mouthed along to the lyrics until her body told her it was her cue.

Don't give me no lip (Yeah, yeah)
When you're laying on your stomach
When I grip them hips tight

Lifting and lowering herself, she rocked her hips forward. Back. Went low and laid back. Lifting her legs and opening wide, she tapped her love area before pushing back and popping her ass.

Don't you think 'bout running from me
When I slip inside
Bentley GT
Skrrt, skrrt, beep, beep
Girl, meet me in my bed (Woo, yeah)
I'ma go down eat, eat

Flicking her tongue as she cupped her breasts, Renae shifted her weight onto her heels and rotated her hips in a circular motion slow.

Ride them chi chis
Know I'ma skeet, skeet (Oh yeah, yeah)
Got me on repeat, bitch wanna freak me
Girl, I know you ain't from 'round here
Shut up, shut up, make you cum easy
What up? What up? Pussy come easy (Yeah)

In the midst of her tutting, she grabbed her right foot and hopped over it with the left, reversed it, and followed up with the Woah.

They don't, they don't know, Papi Chulo
Runnin' up a check, you see it
If they don't, they don't go
Dame Culo, 'cause you know my shit amazin'
They don't want no smoke, want no smoke
Bitches wanna have a nigga baby

She get down on all fours, hop on the pole
A hunnid more minutes
Baby, I'm about to give you rounds, so ride it
Bump and grindin', it's the perfect timing
I'ma turn you out, no lyin'
You gon' see
Pull up in that Bentley GT
Skrrt, skrrt, beep, beep
Girl, meet me in my bed—

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