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A Sister’s Secret

      “I should have left well enough alone and not become her therapist
But over time her abuse and disrespect became repeat and rinse,
      “Her partner continuously slapped her for any petty reason
That’s why in her ass was always sex season,

      “I suggest leaving, but she refuse to hear the truth
That eventually led her to sucking my dick in my sixty-nine coupe,
      “Cell phone ringing, but it’s hard to answer with my dick in her mouth
While she is oil drilling for cum in front of her sister’s house,

      “Her sister understands being the keeper of her sister’s secret
Hearing us on several occasions while in the pussy I straight beat it,
      “Mad than a motherfucka when we leave stains on her bed
Which leads to our laundry room fuck spot while washing the spread,

      “Whenever we finish fucking she always want me to stay
I will see her later to lay, but with my little ones it is time to play,
      “Regardless, of a ho’s problem or how she’s livin
My kids always comes first-so for side pussy limited time is forever given,

      “But every time we meet in her face I see more hurt
My conscious tells me to stop, but before I realize I’m putting in that sex work,
      “One time in the middle of fucking she had a mental breakdown
It took me and her sister to calm her screaming ass down,

      “She had a wild look in her eyes while piss ran between her ass cheeks
Come to find out not only he was beating her, but torturing her while she sleep,
   “At that moment I decided fucking her was most definitely done
But my stupid ass three weeks later was filling her up with cum,

      “She told her sister and said that our sex was her outlet
And she became addicted to me getting that pussy wet,
      “Looking at her sister I said that was retarded as fuck
Her ass addicted to my dick and a motherfuckin nut,

      “Shaking my head I told her I’m leaving and good night
When I begin walking out we were both shocked at the sight,
      “Her sister was standing there with a knife covered in blood at the door
Holding a decapitated head that was dripping blood on the floor”.
Written by CasketSharpe
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