When It’s Real (alt)

Chapter 253 Babi

Babi

ou alright, cousin?” Soya questioned.

Holding the phone to my ear, I cut my eyes at Face, as Christian Junior slept on his chest. “Yep.” I

patted Tristian’s pamper, as his little head rested on my boob. “I’m good.”

“Oh, okay. Face didn’t knock your head between the washer and dryer, did he?”

“Nah. But he cussed my ass out, though. And then he beat the pussy up, up, up,” I playfully rapped.

“Ewe. TMI.”

“Shit, you asked.” “I did, didn’t I?” “Umm hmm.”

“But yeah,” she continued. “I didn’t know that Too Low was back at the apartment.”

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