Nariah POV
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"p***y so wet," He said as he kissed my neck. I moaned then I heard somebody open the door. I pushed him away from me and jumped off the counter. Then I tightened my robe up.
A few moments later, an older woman walked into the kitchen. She was beautiful.
"Mama, what are you doing here?" He asked. She rolled her eyes.
Wait. Did he just say mama?
"I came over to see my only son who doesn't ever check up on me," She said, glaring at him. Then she looked at me and smiled.
"And who is this Marco?" She asked with a genuine smile. I gave her a light smile. Then she looked me over and smirked.
"This is my friend, Riah. Riah, this my mama, Tonya." He introduced. I held my hand out, and she slapped it out the way and pulled me into a hug. Now I don't like to hug, but she doesn't
