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“Just because y’all good don’t mean I got to be good with the bitch,” I told her.
“Baby, just try to be cordial with her, for me please?” my wife asked, looking up at me.
“Okay, and you got to do something for daddy too,” I smirked.
“Whatever daddy wants, he gets,” my wife said, walking up to me.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, and we got into a steamy kissing session. The way she was moaning in my mouth while we were kissing was turning a nigga on to the fullest. We pulled apart, and I walked with her over to our bathroom. I didn’t really want our guests to hear us, so I closed the door in the bathroom behind us.
“Turn around and face the mirror,” I told Ka’lani as soon as I shut the door.
She turned around like she was told, and placed her hands on the counter. I wrapped my arm around her waist, reached down, and pulled off her jeans. When they got towards her ankles, she stepped out of them for me. I picked them up off the floor and laid them on the towel rack. I slid her thong to the side and slid my middle finger in there. She was past wet, just like I knew she would be.
“Shit,” she moaned, leaning down.
“Naw, stand your ass up straight,” I said, reaching under her shirt to massage her titties.
She started throwing her ass back and forth on my finger real slow, and that’s when I stuck another one in there. I felt like she was getting ready to cum, so I took my hand from out of her shirt and used it to unzip my jeans, letting them hit the floor. I eased my fingers out of her pussy so that I could hold her still, and she looked back at me like, what the fuck?
“Fix your face, I’m trying to hold your ass still because I know you bout to start running,” I told her, knowing her ass so fuckin well. I knew how my wife would get to acting when I was fuckin her hard and deep from the back, getting all in them guts.
“Try me,” she challenged me, looking back and throwing her long, curly hair over her right shoulder.
She flinched as I entered her pussy from the back, and I leaned up and bit down hard on her shoulder blade to keep myself from screaming out loud. I swear my wife’s pussy was Heaven to me.
“Ughhh,” she moaned out loud, fucking me back and getting into the swing of things once my entire dick was inside of her.
“That’s my girl,” I coached as I stood there and watched my wife back that ass up on my dick. I put my hands down at my sides and let Ka’lani do all the work. This was her show, and I wanted to watch her do her thing. She was squeezing my dick with that tight ass pussy, and I swear I thought my shit was going to drown in that mutha fucka because her shit was so fuckin wet.
“Dammmnnn babbbyy riggghhttt thherree,” she moaned out, speeding up her movements on my dick.
“Let that shit out. Get your shit off,” I yelled out, bringing my hand around so that I could slap her on her ass.
“Shittt I’m cumminnng,” she moaned.
She started slamming her ass real hard against me. My chains around my neck were slapping her on the back each time she slammed her ass back into my chest, leaving little whelps in the process. She threw her head back in pure ecstasy, eyes rolling in the back of her head from that good ass dick that she was receiving. I planted numerous of hickies around her neck while she leaned her head backwards on my chest.
“Cum one more time for daddy,” I whispered in her ear, reaching around to play with her clit.
I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the sink. I held her by her ankles and slid all the way inside her. Her hands were wrapped around my neck as she tongued me down.
“Shittt baby, just like that,” she moaned after I slowed things d
own a little bit for her. I was no longer hitting her with rapid, quick strokes; instead, I was being gentle, giving her deep ass, slow strokes.
I gave her a few more strokes, and she started cuming, and I was right behind her ass.
“Damn Tyy ughhh…shit nigga,” she groaned, resting her head on my chest and breathing all hard.
Once again, I beat that shit up right, just the way she liked me to. I lifted her up off the counter, and we got into the shower together. After getting out, I threw on my Jordan basketball shorts and a wife beater. I smacked Lani on the ass and told her to just meet me downstairs. When I got down there, everybody had went outside to start the fireworks. I didn’t even know that we were gone that long.
Ten minutes later, Ka’lani strolled outside with the “I just got the shit fucked out of me” face on. She walked over and took Aaliyah from Kyla, and sat down with her on her lap. Tisha walked over to my wife and whispered something in her ear, and they died laughing. Knowing Tisha, it’s no telling what her ass was telling my damn wife. The rest of the night went pretty good. Everybody had a good time, despite the fact that I didn’t want Symone’s ass nowhere around me, and I’m pretty sure she knew that because the whole night, she kept her distance away from me. I wasn’t trying to be an asshole about the situation, but I didn’t fuck with her and I would appreciate it if she acted as if I didn’t exist, and I would gladly do the same.
Chapter 17: Kyla
It was a Monday morning and I had just woke up after a long night, messing around with Cevon’s ass. I looked at the clock on the nightstand, and I noticed that it was already 11:00. When I looked to the right of me, I noticed Cevon wasn’t laying there. I jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom to take my shower and to do my daily hygiene. After I did my hair and changed into some clothes, I headed downstairs to eat me a big bowl of cereal. When I finished eating, I went over to the sink to wash my bowl, and that’s when I heard the front door open.
“Kyla!” Cevon yelled out.
