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was starting to feel different.
    He knew that Yessenia hated any time he mentioned going back to the streets so, for now; he wa sn’t even gonna tell her that it was going to happen. He hated to hide things from her, but she wouldn’t understand.
    There was no way he was going to go back to flipping burgers making only pennies when he could be making so much more. He was tired of sla ving and tired of muthafuckas denying him a decent job because of his past. Today was the last day he allowed anyone to tell him that he was less than ‘cause he was black with a record. He was about to make his own way, and he was glad that his boy Quasym had been feeling the same as he did.
                  Yessenia kissed Devon’s thin lips and wrapped her arm around his head pulling him in closer to her. She slid her tongue through the small opening of his mouth and caressed the flavor of the grape cigarillo. She reached down and removed the towel from his waist and then got down her knees. She lived to please this man. If she didn’t then, she was sure that someone else would, and she wouldn’t even give them the satisfaction. She devoured all eight and a half inches of Devon’s dick allowing his length to touch the back of her throat.
    “Damn!” Devon inhaled deeply as he looked up toward the ceiling. He placed the blunt into his mouth and gripped Yessenia’s head with both hands. His toes began to curl as she held a vice gri p on his dick while pulling it in and out of her mouth. His wife gave the best head he had ever had. It was like she had a point to prove each time she sucked him up, and he loved every minute of it.
    “Mmmmh! Mmmh!” Yessenia moaned as she went up and down on Devon’s dick with her mouth. The sounds she was making was as if she was consuming one of the best meals of her life. She rotated her hands around his shaft like she was grinding pepper. Her head bobbed up and down quickly, and she placed one hand on his thigh feeling his muscles tighten and loosen as she worked her magic on him.
    “Ohhhhh! Fuck baby! Suck that dick ma’!” Devon shook his head and closed his eyes. He was on the verge of releasing, and the sensations from the back of Yessenia’s throat tickling the tip of his dick had him wanting to speak in tongues. He tightened the grip he had on Yessenia and began to pump his dick in and out of her mouth. It was so warm and wet that he’d lost all control. “Ahhhh! Mmmh! Mmh!”
    Yessenia began to moan lou der as Devon spilled his seeds into her mouth. She swallowed every bit of it, not letting one drop escape from her lips. When she was done, she licked Devon clean, and then patted him on his leg. “Go wash off baby while I make you some lunch.”
    “Damn, baby you gonna have a nigga around here knocked the hell out,” Devon said as he pulled Yessenia to her feet. “We gonna have that baby, okay? Just give me some time to make shit better around here, and we can have all the babies you want.”
    Yessenia only nodded her head. She heard everything he said, but it was the same thing that he always said. He always told her to wait, and she was tired of waiting. She wanted a baby and wanted one now.

     
     
    Chapter 5: Get That Money Baby
     
     
     
    Whoaaaa! I like smoking weed, I like getting fly. I like having sex, I like girls who ride. I like my cup my full, I like turning up. And I like brand new shit, so this is what I love to do.  I like that money baby, money baby, money baby, money baby. Quasym sat back in his seat blowing smoke as the lyrics to K. Camps’s song Money Baby poured through the speakers.
    The past few days had been hell for him and for the life of him he couldn’t understand why Zaria married him. He hadn’t seen or talked to her since they said, “I do” at the altar and departed from the church. She had told him that he wasn’t allowed back in the house until she felt comfortable being in his presence again. He’d been sleeping on his mama’s