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I greedily feasted on her pussy and she was soaking wet. I mean her juices were sliding down my chin the whole time. This had been my pussy for years, and I knew exactly what I had to do to make her start cumming. So, I used my tongue to swirl around her clit, pulling it between my teeth, and she looked down at me with wide eyes. I knew that look all too well.
“Oh God… I’m cumin babyy… shitttt,” she called out. I could feel her clit swell in my mouth as I kept using my tongue, making small circles around it. Even though she started cumming, I still wanted to taste some more of her, it’s like I needed that shit to breathe. Her juices tasted so good running down my chin, and a nigga just wanted some more.
“Turn around! Let me eat that pussy from the back,” I demanded.
Charlie slowly turned around and I spread her ass cheeks apart and sucked her pussy from the back, having no mercy on her ass at all. I needed her to cum at least one more time and then I would bless her with some dick. I had her ass cheeks spread apart, so I used my tongue to fuck her and then reached two fingers up and fingered her pussy.
“Quann moveee your hand,” she moaned, trying to push my hand away, but I wasn’t letting up.
“Charlie, chill, I’m trying to make you squirt,” I said into her pussy.
She removed her hand from on top of mine. Seconds later, she let out a flood of juices and I was there cleaning up the big fuckin’ mess she had made with my tongue.
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about, baby!” I said, slapping her ass and then holding her up so that she wouldn’t fall.
“Damn, Quan!” she said, out of breath.
I chuckled and then pulled down my basketball shorts. I wanted to have her ride me, but with all of that stomach, I didn’t think that would be possible. So, with her back still toward me, I slid inside her slowly, placing my hands on her hips. Talk about some good ass pregnant pussy! I swear Charlie’s shit was to die for, and it was going to fuck around and be the death of me.
“Damn, girl, why this shit so wet like that?” I whispered in her ear as I grinded my hips in a circular motion.
“Because you… ohhh baby right thereee,” she moaned, not even finishing out her sentence.
“Where, baby? Where your spot at?” I asked just to fuck with her because I knew exactly where that shit was.
“Theree babyyy…. ohhhh… shittt,” she screamed and then had another huge ass orgasm on my dick. Seconds later, I was cumming inside of her too and when I was finished, I planted kisses on her back and then pulled her up.
“God, you just worked the fuck out of my body,” she panted.
I let the water out in the tub and then we got in the shower. After feeling on each other some more and showering, we finally turned the water off. When we were finished, I stepped out to get Charlie her towel and then wrapped it around her and carried her to the bedroom.
I dried her off, lotioned up her body, and put one of my shirts on her. She got under the covers, and within minutes, her ass was knocked out. I dried myself off and then threw on another Nike set and went back downstairs. When I went to look at my phone, I saw that I had a missed call from an unfamiliar number. I also saw that whoever called had left a voicemail. This was my personal cellphone number, so not many people had it. I went to the voicemail settings and played the message.
“Hey, son, this is your father. I know from our last encounter, you’re probably still mad at me, but I really have some important things that I would like to discuss with you and Monae. If you could, just please give me a call back so that we could meet somewhere and talk all of this out. Once I tell you what I need to tell you all, you can either accept it or move on, and I promise I won’t bother you anymore. Just please give me a call back whenever you get a chance,” he said.
I sucked my teeth and sat down on the couch. First off, how the hell did this nigga get my damn number? Secondly, I was getting real tired of him throwing around that damn son word like he took part in helping me become the man that I am today. As far as I’m concerned, he’s a fuckin’ stranger to me, and nothing that he has to tell me or Monae was going to justify the shit that he had done. He had already missed out on so much, so what the fuck could he possibly want with my life right now?
I’m not even going to lie, the goodness in me really wanted to know what he had to tell Monae and I, but then the resentment that I had toward this man made me want to say fuck it and go about my business. I decided that I needed to put my pride to the side and call this man so I could get some clarity. I picked up my phone from the stand and called him back on the number that he had called me from. I waited and it rang about a good two times and then he came on the line.
“Thank you, son for—”
“No disrespect to you, man, but I would really appreciate it if you didn’t call me that. I feel like it’s not genuine, so with all due to respect, call me Jaquan,” I said, standing up from the couch.
“Okay, you got it. So, I take it that you must have listened to my message. Listen, whenever you get some free time, I would love to sit down and share some things with you and your sister. It’s a lot, and I at least owe it to the two of you to find this out from me face to face and not over the phone,” he said.
“Look, man, Monae and I aren’t accepting no damn apology from you. You chose not to be in our life, and back then we needed you. We needed you to be there and help our mother raise us! We’re not those same naïve children anymore, so don’t do us no damn favors because it’s too late, man,” I said.
“I understand that, Jaquan, just give me a chance to dish it all out to you guys. Like I said in the message, you can either accept it or deny me that chance, and that will just be something that I will have to live with,” he said.
“Whatever, man. I’m not doing anything today, so we can meet up and I’ll bring Monae with me,” I told him.
“Thank you, Jaquan. You two can just meet me at the Texas Roadhouse on Flagler street at around seven,” he said.
Once he finished, I hung up the phone. It read that it was 5:35 now, and I knew that Monae would be home since Quay was in the studio with Dre. Dre had given Quay the position of being his manager as well, so Quay always had a lot of shit on his shoulders. I called my sister up and when she answered, it sounded like her ass was knocked out.
“Why the hell you going to sleep this early on a Saturday?” I asked her after she picked up the phone.
“Damn, what time is it? I didn’t even mean to sleep this long for my nap,” she said and yawned into the phone.
