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“Yeah, nigga, after you let me wet ya tongue up with some of this hot suga juice,” I said, placin’ my left foot up in the chair, then bendin’ over and grabbin’ my right ankle without bendin’ my knee. He started walkin’ toward me with his extra hard cock in his hand, then dropped down on his knees, pullin’ open my ass. “Oh, yes,” I moaned as he slowly lapped at my slit. He kept on lappin’ and lappin, then dartin’ his tongue in and outta my pussy until I felt a nut startin’ to swell up in my belly.

“Oh, yeah,” he said, lickin’, kissin’ and slurpin’ my pussy, “I’ma tear this shit up.”

“Humph,” I grunted, slammin’ my ass up against his mouth. “Stop all that talkin’, nigga, and eat this pussy.” He shut the fuck up and buried his face back up in between my ass cheeks, then stuffed his tongue deep into my wet slit, reachin’ under me and playin’ with my clit. I moaned and bucked back on his tongue. He had my ass pulled so far apart and his face so deep up in it, I thought I squirted my nut in his eyes when it started gushin’ out. “Oh, yes…oh, yes…oh, yes…Uh, uh…Mmmph…” I kept cummin’ and cummin’ and cummin’ until I almost toppled over. He kept his mouth on my hole, slurpin’ up the last bit of my creamy nut.

“Damn, your pussy tastes good,” he said, standin’ up, lickin’ his lips. He grinned. “I can’t wait to ram this big-ass dick deep up in all that pretty, fat ass of yours.”

I turned around to face him, then grabbed his brick-hard cock in one hand as I reached up and pulled him by the neck with my other hand to pull his face to my lips. I started suckin’ my pussy juice offa his bottom lip, then his top lip. Then I shoved my tongue into his mouth and we tongue-kissed. I could taste and smell my pussy all over his lips and tongue and it was makin’ me hornier than a muhfucka. A bitch was ready to ride some dick. I backed him up toward the bed, then pushed him down on it and crawled up on top of him.

“Damn, baby,” he said, breathin’ all heavy ’n shit. “I don’t even know your name, and you got my head spinnin’.”

I looked him dead in the eyes, then leaned in and whispered, “Don’t worry ’bout that. Just know I’m here to fuck you to heaven, nigga.” I slid down his body, leavin’ a trail of wet kisses along his chest, his stomach, then over his dick. I lifted up his dick and started kissin’ his balls nice ’n slow before puttin’ ’em into my mouth, one at a time, then wettin’ ’em up as I swirled my tongue ’round ’em. I gave the nigga an old-fashioned ball washin’. He let out a moan. “Ah, fuck…”

“You like that?” I asked, lookin’ up at him as I slowly took the head of his dick into my mouth, then swallowed him down. His eyes were shut, and he was suckin’ on his bottom lip.

“Hell yeah,” he answered, lookin’ down at me all lusty-eyed and whatnot. “Oh, shit…damn, baby, you know howta suck a dick. Ah, shit.”

I greedily sucked him while softly yankin’ and massagin’ his balls. I sucked him slow, sucked him deep, sucked the nigga so good he started shiverin’ and his toes opened all wide ’n shit, then closed real tight. “Oh, fuck…oh, fuck…Aaah…Damn, you gonna make me nut…Aaaaah, fuck…”

“I want you to put this big, muhfuckin’ dick up in me,” I said, pullin’ his dick outta my throat and comin’ up for air. “My pussy needs some dick. It’s so fuckin’ wet. You ready to fuck me?”

“Hell yeah,” he moaned. Actually, the shit sounded more like a growl. “I’m ready to fuck, deep and slow, baby.”

I slowly crawled up on top of him, then straddled him. I rested my throbbin’, drippin’ wet pussy along the shaft of his wide dick. We kissed while I ground down on him and he pushed up into me. “You feel that pussy heat?”

“Yeah, baby,” he said, buckin’ his hips up into me.

I leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I want you to fuck this hot pussy, nigga. Where ya condoms at?”

“Hold up,” he said, tryna catch his breath. “Let me go get one.” I rolled offa him, and he jumped up and started rummagin’ through his suitcase, then his briefcase. I eyed him as he dumped shit out, tryna find a wrapper. And on some real shit, a bitch was startin’ to get impatient. I glanced over at the clock. It was 12:38 a.m. If this muhfucka don’t hurry up, I’ma put a bullet dead in his ass, then blast his brains out. I took a deep breath and started countin’ in my head. I scooted to the center of the bed, then spread my legs wide, bendin’ ’em at the knees, rubbin’ my clit, preparin’ to welcome him into the Kat Trap.

But the nigga was still fumblin’ ’round the room lookin’ for a goddamn condom. “Um, what the fuck is takin’ you so long? This pussy is overheatin’ and I’m ready for some dick.”

“Give me a minute. I know I brought a box with me,” he said, flippin’ shit over, lookin’ all desperate and whatnot. He went into the bathroom, then came back out—empty-handed of course! “I don’t know where they are. Listen, baby, I don’t have anything. What about you?”

No…this…nigga…didn’t!

I twisted my face up, snappin’ up in the bed. “’Scuse me?”

He climbed back into the bed and looked me in the eyes. He ran his warm hand up and down my back. “I’m negative, baby. Disease free. Are you?”

“Oh, sooo, you wanna hit this tight pussy raw?”

“I’ll pull out. Just tell me where you want me to cum.” This nigga had the audacity to look at me all serious ’n shit. He leaned back onto his forearms and looked down at his rock-hard cock. My mind was made up. I knew what I had to do. I looked him dead in his face, grabbed his dick and started jerkin’ it, grinnin’.

He smiled and winked. “Look how hard you got that dick.”

“And you want me to wet it up for you, don’t you?” I asked, jerkin’ his dick faster.

“Oh, shit, yeah.”

I let go of his dick and straddled him, then kissed him on the lips. “You want me to ride this”—I reached for his dick again, and started strokin’ it—“and show you where I want this big dick to shoot that hot nut?”

“Yeah, baby,” he moaned, holdin’ his head back.

This no-good, retarded muhfucka would really fuck me raw, then go home to his wife.

“Lay all the way back,” I said, stickin’ my tongue back into his mouth and grindin’ my pussy on his dick. I reached over and slid my hand under the side of his mattress and grabbed my gun. With my left hand, I reached under me and grabbed the base of his dick, then brushed it against the back of my pussy. I let the head of his dick press up against my slippery hole, and wet it up. “You wanna fuck this pussy? You wanna run ya dick raw up in this pussy?”

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