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I raise my brow. “What, more pussy? More head? Please. He had, not one, not two, but three bad-ass women sexing his ass up and down. You know like I do we served up that nigga lovely.”

“True. But maybe he’s one of those men who wants to be connected to someone. You know. Maybe be in a committed, monogamous relationship. Not treated like he’s a piece of meat; only good for fucking.”

I frown. Well, he was. “And what gives you that impression? Were the two of you having sideline conversations Porsha and I don’t know about? ’Cause the way you’re talking, I’m starting to look at you sideways.”

She sighs loudly in my ear. “Persia, whatever! You can look at me sideways all you want. The fact of the matter is he’s a grown-ass man. And at the end of the day he was never obligated to us. So who or what he does with his dick on his own time isn’t any of our concern.”

“The hell if it isn’t. We told him the rules from the beginning. And he said he was cool with them.”

“No, you told him the rules. Porsha and I went along with them.”

“Oh, and you don’t now?”

“I didn’t say that. But what I am saying is that mayb

e Emerson changed his mind.”

I twist my lips. “Then his ass should have made sure we got the memo.”

“Listen, girlfriend, take down all that stank in your tone. If he’s dismissed, he’s dismissed. No biggie. All I’m saying is maybe he needed more than pussy, more than having his dick sucked and ass licked; more than what we were willing to give him. I mean, every man isn’t only about getting his freak on with a bunch of women. Some men really want only one woman to be his freak. Not two and three. Maybe we were substitutes until he found what he was really looking for.”

“Mmmph. Maybe we were. Anyway, enough talk about him. He’s old news. What do you think about Royce becoming a regular?”

“Uhhhhhh, let me see. Huge dick, gaping pussy...uh, no thanks! He had too much dick for me. But if you and Porsha want him, then have at it. I’ll watch from the sidelines.”

I suck my teeth, laughing. “Hooker, please. Not the way you were riding down on it. You handled that shit like a real pro. Then your greedy ass didn’t wanna get up off of it, or did you forget that part?”

The thought of that night with Royce causes my clit to twitch. That young motherfucker tore our pussies up; gave us two rounds of dick, then was grabbing at his dick for a third go ’round. We had to soak for almost two days. I press my legs together, pinching back the memory.

After we finished fucking Royce that night, he explained how he can typically nut three or four times back to back, and that the first two nuts are usually small amounts of cum. Then he had the nerve to laugh and say he should have warned us that the third or fourth nut is a gusher. I wanted to say, “Uh, nigga, you think?”

She laughs with me. “Look who’s talking. You were trying to hog the dick more than Porsha and me. Shit, I’ll admit. That dick was good. And his ass knew how to serve it.”

“Mmmph, yes he did. And that’s exactly why I think we should add him to our list of fuck buddies.”

“Girl, please. Your nasty ass just wants some more of that thick cream up on your face.” She laughs. “You should have seen your face when he hosed you down. Ohmygod. It was priceless. And can you imagine if he would have shot all that cum into Porsha’s mouth? She would have chocked to death.”

I join in her laughter. “Or die trying to swallow it all.”

“I can see it now all over the news. ‘Local freak found with her throat sealed shut by a heavy white, cream-like substance overflowing out of her mouth. Cause of death: a nut overdose.’ And let’s not even get on you. ‘Authorities say there was a second freak found blind at the scene. No further information is available at this time.’”

“Girl, you know you ain’t got no damn sense, right? But, I’ll say this. My face glowed for two days afterwards.”

She keeps laughing. “Yeah, you were glowing alright. Like one big ass cream puff. A mess, I tell you.”

I chuckle. “Well, I’d love to fuck him again. And I know Porsha’s game.”

“Hmmph, well if we’re gonna have him around for awhile, then I’d suggest we each invest in a pair of goggles and don our swim caps ’cause there’s no way I want him gushing his nut all up in my face, trying to blind me. Glowing skin or not, no thank you.”

I laugh. “Girl, I can’t lie. He shocked the shit out of me. I was totally caught off-guard. When I saw him drip that little bit of cream out for Porsha, then that little dab of a nut on your face, I figured he’d be serving me the same shit.”

Paris is laughing hysterical. “He had your face smothered in nut. Whew, I am so glad that wasn’t me. If he’s gonna be a regular, I know to be first in line.”

“Hahaha, well, you go right ahead. I’m quite alright being last.”

“I bet you are.”

“So are you down or not?

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