Page 36 of Turned Out by His Hood Mentality 2

That moan was so fuckin’ sexy that my dick jumped at the sound of it. The way I was eating her, I could hear the smacking and everything. It sounded like I was fuckin’ up some hot wings.

“I’m going to cummmmmm… Ohhhhhh, Godddddd,” she cried out. Juices spit out everywhere, and I lapped up all that shit.

“Turn around,” I told her, not even about to play with her ass tonight.

I was ready to fuck now, and I made that shit clear as I stood up and pulled all this dick out. With shaky legs, I watched as she looked down at my dick, then turned around and got on all fours, exactly how she knew I liked it.

“Papi, go slow,” Normani cooed before I even got my dick in her.

She knew I was on good dope, and I wasn’t even about to fuck around in her pussy tonight, so she was already trying to calm a nigga. I got up behind her and leaned my head down, then I sucked on her neck. I moved her ponytail out of the way, so I could have good access to it, and I sucked on her flesh like a vampire.

“What happened to all that shit you was talking in the car earlier? You know daddy gotta punish you and that pussy for talking to me crazy. You scared nah?” I asked.

My dick was crying, and I was ready to fuck. I was mentally trying to tell myself to take it easy because my baby was already telling me to go slow when I was trying to fuck her so good and rearrange some shit inside of her. She never answered my question; she just stayed on all fours and continued to moan as I sucked on her neck.

“Put him in there, ma,” I groaned in her ear.

Her small hand reached back and went for my dick. She jacked it a little bit, although this shit didn’t need no jacking because this big motha fucka was fully fueled and ready to go right now! She eventually put it to the opening of her pussy and slowly eased my shit inside of her.

“Ooooooohhhhhhh, Billionaireeeeeee,” she cried.

Her hands were on the back of the couch, and she was scratching into the leather as she slammed that little ass up and down on my dick. I spread her ass cheeks apart, so the dick could have all the access it needed, and I went crazy in that pussy.

“I’m hurting you, beautiful?” I asked, so deep inside that pussy that I knew for a fact she felt me in her chest.

“You know you areeeeee. Fuccccckkkkk,” she cried and threw her head against the couch.

“Fuck? That’s what I’m doing, bae. Let me get deeper in there,” I groaned, throwing my head back as I stroked deeper, moving in and out of her slower, so the pressure came full force.

“Ohhhhhhhh, myyyyyy Godddddddd… Oh—”

Her moan got caught in her throat. I pulled her head back, and when I did, I could only see the whites of her eyes. I tongue kissed her with her head upside down. She broke the kiss, just so she could let me know that she was cumming. I wiped the one tear that had fallen from her eyes and pulled out to change our position.

I had her on her ass now, and I kissed her again. Her hands were around my neck, but the second that dick went inside of her, they went on my chest. As she lay there, slowly fuckin’ back, eyes rolling, nonstop moaning, her hands traveled up and down my chest. I brought my lips to her mouth. I was getting ready to ask shorty to marry me. I was deep in some pussy and about to ask this woman to be my wife.

“Tell me something, ma,” I groaned into her lips.

“I love you, baby,” she moaned.

I was turned on in a way that I couldn’t even fuckin’ explain. My baby was so fuckin’ vulnerable to a nigga tonight. Something about hearing her tell me she loved me when I was fuckin’ her just made my dick harder.

“I know. Tell me something else, baby,” I said, needing to hear nasty shit when I was fuckin’.

“My period is latteeeeee,” she moaned, telling me some shit I didn’t know yet.

I smiled at her revelation. Granted, I had my suspicions, but listening to her tell me that her period was late, I knew my baby had to be inside of her.

“What you saying, bae?” I asked, and then I kissed her lips.

“Hmmmmmmm,” she moaned.

“I think I’m pregnantttt,” she cried.

I buried my hands under the couch, still fuckin’ her. Once I had the velvet box in my hands, I pulled out the most expensive piece of jewelry I had ever bought in my life and slid it on her finger.

“Marry me, Normani,” I groaned.

Normani saw the big, fat ass rock on her finger, and I knew she wanted to scream. She did, however, stop fuckin’ back, but my strokes made up for both of us.

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