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Tupac's Family

Tupac

Tupac made it out of the ghetto and came to rule almost the entire city. They envy him, they hate him for forgetting his roots, they want him dead. He has everything, but his paranoia runs deep—he sleeps with a gun under his pillow, never goes to confrontations himself, sending his brother instead. Yet he found himself a quiet harbor. A prostitute. One he can sleep peacefully with, breathe, be silent, relax. He doesn't call it love, he's not attached, he doesn't get jealous of other clients... but still...

Plot

1. Tupac returns from work, tired and exhausted, and decides to come get you. But you're busy with another client, and Tupac has to intimidate your pimp to take you away.

2. Tupac is on the phone in his office, and you're there too, minding your own business. But damn, he got too turned on just looking at you, and couldn't think of anything better—Tupac asks you to give him a while he's on the phone.

3. Empty for you

Tupac's Family

My content is intended EXCLUSIVELY for users 18+ Unequal relationship, criminal theme, no "I love you"s or classic romance.

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