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Everyone in this fuckin’ parking lot would know my name from the way she was continually moaning it. The juices that were spilling out, I sucked them up and then s
pat it back and kept that motion going. I felt all her juices in my fuckin’ beard and shit, but it was cool. Never in my life had I ever tasted a pussy this good. It was to the point that I was even letting my tongue go in her ass.
“Ohhhh… I’m cumminnngggg againnnnnn!” she cried.
Her legs started shaking like noodles, and I sped up the way that I was licking her. Sure enough, she came right on my tongue for the second time. I gave her clit one last kiss, and for a few seconds, I just watched her pussy jump. I wanted so badly to put my dick inside her because I knew that pussy would be good, but fuckin’ Normani in the car wasn’t the way I wanted her to lose her virginity to me.
I came up and kissed her in the mouth. While we kissed, she was grinding her body into the seat and still moaning into my lips. I wanted her moans to be a little louder because I was addicted to them. I slid my finger into her pussy, and she instantly broke the kiss, looking at me with big eyes. I could see that she wanted to tell me to stop, but the way her gushy ass pussy was hogging my finger, I didn’t want to. I stuck another finger in her, and this time, she moaned, but she made a face like it was hurting.
“Let me stretch you out,” I said, looking into her eyes as I inserted a third finger into her, which had her cuffing my shoulders and trying to run away.
“Billionaireeeeee… waitttt,” she moaned, looking down at my fingers.
“Tell me it feels good,” I said, looking down too.
I was on some nasty, high school shit right now with her, finger fuckin’ her with three fingers. That shit just made me feel good to know that I was making her feel good.
“It feels sooo gooddddd… you're hurting me toooo,” she moaned, throwing her head back, not even looking down at what I was doing anymore.
God, I wanted to fuck. Her moans were killing me. This moment was killing me and my dick. If her pussy muscles could cuff my fingers like this, I could only imagine what it would do to my dick. Yo, when she let me hit it for the first time, I was hitting it to knock her ass up. I wanted this good ass pussy for the rest of my life.
With my hand that wasn’t finger fuckin’ her, I held the back of her head, making her look at me because I wanted to see her eyes roll when she came. She was looking at me and biting her lips. Now, I had a motion going. Three fingers were fuckin’ her, and one was rubbing her clit.
“You about to cum, huh?” I asked, speeding it up a little bit.
“Yessssss... Oh my Godddd!” she cried out.
Normani spit up so many juices on my fingers. Once she was done, I pulled my fingers out and sucked them dry.
“Billionaire!” She squealed my name as she threw herself back into the chair.
I laughed at her as I reached into her middle glove compartment to see if she had napkins, and she did. I cleaned her off as best I could, and I even wiped down her seat. With the rest of the napkins, I cleaned my beard because she had my shit soaked.
“I’m embarrassed,” she expressed to me.
“For what? It’s not like your pussy stank. You taste good too. That shit was wild, ma. Damn, I want to taste you some more,” I said and kissed her lips.
“It felt good,” she announced.
“Shit, me and everybody outside this bitch knows that,” I joked.
Normani laughed as she looked up at me with googly eyes and kissed me again. I didn’t want to let her go, but I knew that I needed to get back to the party.
“Call me when you get home. I may come through,” I told her.
“I would want you to,” she said, making me smile.
“I will. So, you good? Do you trust a nigga, Normani? I need you to know that I ain’t going to hurt you,” I told her.
“I trust you. We’re good,” she assured me.
After tasting her lips a couple more times, I pulled away, so she could go. I didn’t leave until I saw that she had turned, and she was out of the parking lot. As I was walking back inside, I heard a voice. I knew that voice all too fuckin’ well. It was Denim’s voice. It was actually good that she was out there because I had a bone to pick with her, and I wanted to know what she had said to Normani.
She was standing behind her car, looking like she was trying to get something out of the trunk. Crazy ass was talking to herself. She was probably drunk and didn’t even know I was behind her.
“Stupid ass nigga! I swear I hate that bitch! I held his ass the fuck down when he did his time! Five fuckin’ years, I held it down for him! Gon’ bring that skinny bitch up in here, after he gave me all of that jail talk, telling me that he and I were going to be together after he got out. That’s why I got him raising another nigga’s baby now! So, while he thinks he got the last fuckin’ laugh, it’s really me! His stupid ass!” I heard her say.
She was talking all over the place, pretty much just saying anything, but one thing stood out to me.
