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Hot CUMmodity: I’m lowering myself onto you. My pussy’s so sticky with my cum.
Slanging Dick: We 69ing?
Hot CUMmodity: Absolutely. I’m taking your dick into my mouth at the same time I’m sitting on your face.
Slanging Dick: Umm, your pussy is so sweet.
Hot CUMmodity: I’m licking my pussy juice off your dick. You’re right. It is sweet.
Slanging Dick: Umm, damn skippy!
Hot CUMmodity: I deep throat you and I feel you cumming in my mouth.
Slanging Dick: Is it good to you, baby?
Hot CUMmodity: The best! I cum in your mouth and then climb off your face.
Slanging Dick: Oh, shit! @@@@ That was some bomb pussy.
Hot CUMmodity: I have to go now. Thanks for the dick, Boo. Kisses all over your body.
• • •
Four P.M.
The house was packed with relatives, all of whom Jude hated. She’d put on a plaid wool skirt and long-sleeved sweater; just the variety of boring outfit Jonquinette would’ve selected.
Meredith was in her element, showing off for her family and pretending like she was the shit. When she asked Jonquinette to help her set the table, Jude plastered on a bogus smile and complied. She wanted to stay downstairs because she didn’t want to jeopardize missing the action once the doorbell rang.
By four-thirty, when they all actually sat down to eat, Jude was getting edgy. “The bitch” was late.
Benjamin, Jonquinette’s twelve-year-old cousin, was making Jude queasy by chewing with his mouth open. Jude wanted to reach across the table and slap him. Instead, she just grinned at him and redirected her eyes elsewhere. When he let out a loud belch, Jude cleared her throat. That sorry motherfucker has no home training whatsoever, she thought. Then again, she shouldn’t have been surprised considering his mother, Meredith’s sister Elaine, had no home training her damn self.
By five, Jude was absolutely enraged. She was ready to go scour the streets for “the bitch” and strangle her with her bare hands.
At five-fifteen, the doorbell finally rang. Jude jumped up and said, “I’ll get it. You all finish your dessert.”
Meredith called after her as she headed out into the foyer. “I wonder who it could be. Everyone’s already here.”
Jude yanked the front door open and glared angrily at “the bitch.” She whispered, “Don’t you own a watch?”
“The bitch” came back at her. “Yeah, but I had three dudes come by in a van and they were loaded with cash. Shit, you only gave me two hundred. Don’t get to tripping on me or I’ll turn right back around.”
Jude decided to swallow the words in her throat. At the moment, other things were more important.
Meredith decided to come out of the dining room to investigate. She was shocked when she saw the slut standing in her doorway. The woman gave the impression of being a streetwalker. She had on a taut spandex skirt that was so undersized you could see the crotch of her red lace underwear, a pair of stilettos and a halter top in the middle of November.
“Who the hell are you?” Meredith demanded to know.
Jude winked at “the bitch,” letting her know it was time to get the show on the road.
“Um, I’m looking for Henry,” she said. “Henry Pierce. Does he live here?”
Meredith came closer to the door. “Henry’s my husband. Who are you?”
“The bitch” grimaced and then laughed in Meredith’s face. “I’m Henry’s mistress.”
“Momma . . . ” Jude cried, starting the performance she’d planned all along. “Daddy has a mistress?”
