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Dollar$ b4 Dick!


Every time he came thru, he was eyeing a shawty. No doubt in my mind his thoughts were naughty. After awhile he stepped his game up and asked that they spent some alone quality time. But not to be too mannish he asked to take her out. Spending money for her company that’s how she saw it. Slowly but surely they begin to kick it. He bragged bout his bank roll and the lavish ways he spent it. She knew if she offered to spread her legs he would be straight game so she saw no difference in being in it to spend it. He wanted to fuck, she needed the bucks. He put it out there and so did she. Had no shame in putting a price on her pussy. He constantly talked of the things he wanted to do both sexually and finances too. But when she wasn’t in the mood then he claimed she wasn’t being true. Now all of a sudden she a gold-digger instead of his boo. You put the money on the table, it’s yo’ fault she took it. Sex was all you were after so this was a win/win on both ends. Tried to make it fair for only you. It’s called stealing when you take what you didn’t pay for. Somehow you thought your big talk could outsmart a top notch hoe.

(yes i used a pic of myself)

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