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Ayo, Snapchat memories just got me hot. I HAVE A STORY TO TELL
So I used to fuck with this fat nigga...
He was a vibe Iâm not gonna lie, but there were things that I noticed about him that I knew I wasnât gonna be able to tolerate. BUT one thing about him is that he ALWAYS smelled good. Nigga even used to powder his balls because he said heâs âa considerate big niggaâ
One night, nigga came through and I was drunk. Henny energy, so I was ready ready. But mind you he was fat, so riding was kinda hard cause his belly got in the way. So I couldnât even drive the boat like I wanted.
So we switch positions and heâs sitting on the edge of the bed and Iâm sitting in his lap bouncing on the dick, working my knees tf out. I was drunk as shit so my stamina was up there . Ended up being a good night overall from what I remember...
Bitch.
The next morning, he leaves, and I stretch out on my bed now that I can fit in it comfortably . I go to grab my charger.....and this is what I see on the edge of the bed that THIS NIGGA WAS SITTING ON
. I go to grab my charger.....and this is what I see on the edge of the bed that THIS NIGGA WAS SITTING ON
Nigga left a solid skid mark on my sheets. And when I sent him the picture he denied it and told me to smell it to see. SMELL IT???????
Yes I smelled it.
Yes it was shit.
Yes he still denied it.
And I forgot about this entire encounter until snap chat reminded me
Yes it was shit.
Yes he still denied it.
And I forgot about this entire encounter until snap chat reminded me
