After their love-making, Bruce and Kanye lay naked on the gently-rolling waterbed. Sex had been incredible! But Bruce couldn’t deny his sense of guilt. “What about Kim?,” he whispered.
“She and I don’t fuck with no ego shit,” replied Kanye. “We be like Picasso. I’m the voice of my generation…” His eyes were glowing and saliva was bubbling at the corners of his mouth.
Bruce knew that the only way to stop Kanye’s ranting was to distract him. He lowered his head and forcefully began giving Kanye a blowjob.
Kanye went quiet, but his mind was still racing. With a discreet click, he turned on the video camera on his Apple Watch. “Oh, baby, don’t stop,” he groaned…
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