Thick.
Long.
Dark.
Dangerously good.
Had me willing to pop a hoe in her face about it on the low. But, I’d never bring myself to that point. I wouldn’t allow him to either.
I grippedthe base of his dick with my right hand and extracted as much saliva as possible from the bottom of my mouth.
Back. Forth.
Back. Forth.
Back. Forth.
One hand was on the brick of the building. The other was on the back of my head. I peered up at him, loving the way his features scrunched as the back of my throat met the tip of his dick over and over.
Back. Forth.
Back. Forth.
Back. Forth.
I made a mess of my face.
“Urrrrggggggh,” I heaved, pulling his dick from my mouth.
Slob trailed from my mouth to his shaft. The view was enticing, forcing me to continue. I shoved him in my mouth again, not stopping until I felt the contents of my stomach trying to come out of the hole he was occupying.
“Urrrrrghhhh.”
“Fuck, Hyph.”
This time, Flocco gripped my neck, bringing me to my feet. His tongue entered my mouth. His free hand wandered my body, lifting the skirt that was already over my ass. He slid my thong over and hoisted me in the air, back against the brick of the store.
Without warning, he slid into me. His hand fell from my neck. He placed both hands on my back, disconnecting it from the wall in an attempt to protect me from injuries. His lips pressed into the skin of my neck.
“This shit pathetic,” he moaned against my beating heart.
