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Kaj groaned, slowly pulled out of her as if he really didn’t want to leave her hot pussy. He peeled the condom off his semi-erect cock.
Sonja leaned up on an elbow and eyed it hungrily, licking her lips.
“Damn baby, you’re scaring me.” Kaj chuckled, showing her that lopsided, dimpled grin she’d first seen in the sporting goods store. “You really meant that shit about devouring me, huh?”
“I always say what I mean, and mean what I say.”
“I like that in a woman.”
“Do you?”
“Mmm…” He reached for her and pulled her close.
Sonja imagined getting cuddly and lovey-dovey with him before she remembered her mission and that “cuddly” and any variation of “love” were probably not in Homeboy’s vocabulary, and might scare him away if used in the same sentence.
Nonetheless, she rested her head against his chest for a long moment. She listened to his strong, young heart and watched his cock rise from the nest of red-brown hair at his crotch.
Sonja massaged his smooth chest. Sliding down his body, she left a moist trail of nips and kisses in her wake before she reached the Promised Land.
He caught a fistful of her hair, steering her down further.
But Sonja didn’t need prompting. She dipped her tongue into the slit at the head of his penis, lapped at the pearl of pre-cum gathered there, reveling in the sweet-salty taste of him—all earthy male, all Kaj Reynolds.
He shifted beneath her and she took more of him in her mouth. Down, down, down until she reached the base of his cock.
She reached for his balls with one hand and fondled them for a long while before moving on, sliding her hand back and under him to tease the edge of his asshole with a finger.
Although he’d loathed to admit it, Ca
rlos had loved this maneuver, but Sonja waited for Kaj’s inevitable shock and withdrawal—it never came. He only moaned deep in his throat, holding her head in place as he mindlessly pumped his hips.
She pushed her middle finger into his ass, felt him bear down on the digit, automatically pulling it in as she sucked his dick like a thick chocolate shake was at the other end. She searched with her finger until she found that male G-spot and stroked it.
Kaj released a guttural shout and spurted into her mouth.
Sonja drank him down, every last drop, licking her lips like a proud, sated lioness as she crawled back up the mattress to rest her head against Kaj’s chest.
“I think I just died and went to heaven.”
“You aren’t getting away from this old lady that easily.”
He laughed and pulled her against him with one arm. “Ain’t nothin’ old about you, Ma.”
Sonja just barely winced at the designation, turned her back to spoon, nestled her ass against his finally limp penis and, as she drifted off to sleep, wondered how she would tell her children about him.
Seven months later, Sonja and Kaj were still going strong, still doing the nasty—usually at his house. Her children hadn’t yet met him. They had only heard so many good and exciting things about this mystery man that their mother had taken up with.
“Well, when are we going to meet this paragon?” This had been from April, her grounded and curious nineteen-year-old, over the phone a few months ago.
Until then, Sonja hadn’t realized how much and how glowingly she had talked about Kaj.
Her twenty-year-old, awe-inspired Ricky, had later added his two cents with, “Yo, he took you bungee jumping on your first date! That’s fierce.”
If her son only knew how fierce.
But he soon would, Sonja thought as she pulled a pernil out of the oven and placed it on the stove with some of her other cooked holiday fare.
Home from college for Thanksgiving, Ricky bopped into the kitchen, leaned over her shoulder, and took a whiff. “You got things slammin’ up in here, Ma.”
