Chapter 217
no niggas’ hair. I wouldn’t give a fuck if it was here or across the city. You can work with women and kids only.”
I laughed. “You can’t be serious, right now.”
“Oh, I’m so serious. How was you braiding those niggas’ hair?
Was they sitting between your legs and shit?” I laughed harder, and he popped my ass. “What’s so fucking funny?”
“Men. Too Low was tripping on the same shit, which is how he ended up buying me a salon chair. Cause any time a nigga came to get their hair braided, he’d stop whatever he was doing to sit and watch us.”
Face sucked his teeth, probably hating that I’d compared him to the next man. “Me and that nigga are two different people. He bought a chair to keep them from between your legs. But I aint letting you braid no niggas’ hair, period.”
“Whatever, Face.” I rolled my eyes.
“Nah, aint no fucking whatever. And how soon do you think that you wanna get back to doing hair?”
“Maybe in the next month or so. Cause first I have to find a spot, then get all the equipment. Think of who hair I can do in exchange for promo.”
“Let me handle that part,” he offered. “Everything?”
“Yeah, everything.”
I shrugged. “Okay, you got it.”
“Is that right?” He slapped my ass with his hard dick.
“Umm hmm,” I lazily confirmed, already knowing exactly what was next.
Spreading my ass cheeks, while widening my slit, Face pushed his dick into my pussy. Stroking me slowly, we could hear him moving through my slickness.
Arching my back, I bounced my ass, as he slid in and out of