bitch.
Shannon came hauling ass out the room. “I’m ready.” She was wearing a red and black Millennium peplum dress, red accessories, and vampire-collar velvet pumps. These bitches were so fly you couldn’t tell if they were going on a date or mission for the crew. All four of them set out to make this easy money.
The crew entered PT 1109 as if they owned the place. It was packed with niggas and bitches. This place was bringing in a nice piece of money but Zane knew it was a front for some nigga’s hustle. Lucky for him he was not the target that night. Mack and Zane went to mingle with the ladies as the Shannon and Jay worked the room. The place was huge. VIP was on the second level, it had a glass balcony that looked down on the lower level. Cash was sitting there in the middle because he wanted to see everyone that came in and out of the club while he was there.
Cash was about five foot eight, two hundred fifty pounds, with cocoa brown skin and dressed impeccably. He was kind of on the chubby side but not what you would call fat. He was one of the most paid niggas out there on the street grind. The man was making moves pulling in about three hundred thousand a week. He stunted a little but not enough for a new nigga to get into his circle. He was bitch happy cause he didn’t get many women when he was younger due to his weight.
It wasn’t until he became the man that bitches started throwing themselves at him. He was drinking Patron and getting a lap dance from one of his favorite dancers. Cotton Candy was the one shaking her high yellow juicy booty on him. At the moment she was hoping that he got fucked up and took her home with him like he would from time to time. His sex game was just as strong as his money. And the X pills he was putting in her ass was driving her crazy. She was ready to fuck right there even though the club was full of people.
He was smacking her ass and playing in her pussy when he spotted Jay and Shannon taking a seat with their drinks. Jay was sashaying to the song “No Lie” by Drake and Two Chainz. That was her cut and she wanted to dance for real but she wasn’t there to party so she played it cool.
Cash was watching her so hard that his dick grew hard as marble, causing him to dig deeper into Cotton Candy. Her pleasure turned to pain but she didn’t give a fuck right about then. The hoe was horny enough to let a dog fuck her. He began to look around for one of his flunkies but they were all somewhere tricking off. Cash thought he was royalty. He didn’t like to move unless it was necessary, but at the moment he felt like he couldn’t let this bitch get away. Then it came to him as Candy began to grind harder on his hand.
“Aye Candy do daddy a favor.” He was telling her more than asking and she knew that.
“What you need baby?” She looked at him with glassed over eyes, she was high as hell.
“Do you see that thick chocolate bitch sitting with the slim chick in the red?” He nodded at Jay to make sure Candy was following his lead.
“Yeah baby they cute.” She said like a damn fool.
“My thoughts exactly. Go get them and tell them I would love for them to join us.” He wanted to make the bitch feel like she was a part of something other than stripping. She ran off like a trained puppy that was promised a reward for the task at hand.
She reached the table and tried to smooth her little outfit out and hoped she didn’t smell like wet pussy. The two women were laughing and talking to some guys. The niggas realized she was standing there, the tall dark one said, “What’s up Candy?” He was a regular that tricked off in the club hard almost every weekend.
“Hey babe.” She was hoping he would not be her plan B tonight but it was nice to know that he was in the building.
“What brings you over here when Cash is in the building?” The tall guy asked jealous of the fact that when that nigga came to the club hoes acted funny.
“He sent me
Shannon came hauling ass out the room. “I’m ready.” She was wearing a red and black Millennium peplum dress, red accessories, and vampire-collar velvet pumps. These bitches were so fly you couldn’t tell if they were going on a date or mission for the crew. All four of them set out to make this easy money.
The crew entered PT 1109 as if they owned the place. It was packed with niggas and bitches. This place was bringing in a nice piece of money but Zane knew it was a front for some nigga’s hustle. Lucky for him he was not the target that night. Mack and Zane went to mingle with the ladies as the Shannon and Jay worked the room. The place was huge. VIP was on the second level, it had a glass balcony that looked down on the lower level. Cash was sitting there in the middle because he wanted to see everyone that came in and out of the club while he was there.
Cash was about five foot eight, two hundred fifty pounds, with cocoa brown skin and dressed impeccably. He was kind of on the chubby side but not what you would call fat. He was one of the most paid niggas out there on the street grind. The man was making moves pulling in about three hundred thousand a week. He stunted a little but not enough for a new nigga to get into his circle. He was bitch happy cause he didn’t get many women when he was younger due to his weight.
It wasn’t until he became the man that bitches started throwing themselves at him. He was drinking Patron and getting a lap dance from one of his favorite dancers. Cotton Candy was the one shaking her high yellow juicy booty on him. At the moment she was hoping that he got fucked up and took her home with him like he would from time to time. His sex game was just as strong as his money. And the X pills he was putting in her ass was driving her crazy. She was ready to fuck right there even though the club was full of people.
He was smacking her ass and playing in her pussy when he spotted Jay and Shannon taking a seat with their drinks. Jay was sashaying to the song “No Lie” by Drake and Two Chainz. That was her cut and she wanted to dance for real but she wasn’t there to party so she played it cool.
Cash was watching her so hard that his dick grew hard as marble, causing him to dig deeper into Cotton Candy. Her pleasure turned to pain but she didn’t give a fuck right about then. The hoe was horny enough to let a dog fuck her. He began to look around for one of his flunkies but they were all somewhere tricking off. Cash thought he was royalty. He didn’t like to move unless it was necessary, but at the moment he felt like he couldn’t let this bitch get away. Then it came to him as Candy began to grind harder on his hand.
“Aye Candy do daddy a favor.” He was telling her more than asking and she knew that.
“What you need baby?” She looked at him with glassed over eyes, she was high as hell.
“Do you see that thick chocolate bitch sitting with the slim chick in the red?” He nodded at Jay to make sure Candy was following his lead.
“Yeah baby they cute.” She said like a damn fool.
“My thoughts exactly. Go get them and tell them I would love for them to join us.” He wanted to make the bitch feel like she was a part of something other than stripping. She ran off like a trained puppy that was promised a reward for the task at hand.
She reached the table and tried to smooth her little outfit out and hoped she didn’t smell like wet pussy. The two women were laughing and talking to some guys. The niggas realized she was standing there, the tall dark one said, “What’s up Candy?” He was a regular that tricked off in the club hard almost every weekend.
“Hey babe.” She was hoping he would not be her plan B tonight but it was nice to know that he was in the building.
“What brings you over here when Cash is in the building?” The tall guy asked jealous of the fact that when that nigga came to the club hoes acted funny.
“He sent me
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