I’m at your mercy,” James said
submissively.
Delicia took her tongue and ran it across his chest. The scent
of his Armani Black Code cologne enticed her nostrils and
increased her desire for him. She worked her way down toward
his midsection and kissed his finely shaped six-pack. She
clutched his penis and proceeded to bring James oral pleasure.
James watched as his dick melted in her mouth and was aroused
by the movements of her hand. Delicia was a bonafide head
doctor. She knew what she was doing.
“Damn, baby. Your head game is right on the money, too.
Work them lips, mommy!” James shouted in sheer delight.
Delicia went at it even harder until her jaws got sore. She felt
him about to cum and stopped.
“I wanna ride this big pole,” Delicia said. She reached over
and pulled a condom off her nightstand and opened the package.
She took the Magnum condom out of the wrapper and slid it on
his dick with her mouth. Once it was secured, she mounted his
dick slowly.
“Work that dick, baby!” James yelled. They went at it like
two wild animals. Delicia had that bombin’, comeback pussy
because once you got it, a nigga would be beggin’ for a shot to
come back and get some more.
“That’s right, nigga; tell Mommy how good this pussy is to
you. Whose dick is this?” Delicia asked James as she straddled
his erect penis. She dug her fingernails into his chest lightly. She
clawed at his chest playfully like a kitten.
“It’s your dick, baby. This pussy is the truth. It’s everything
you said it was gonna be. Don’t stop. Oooh, yeah, keep riding
that dick, bitch!” James exclaimed.
Delicia obliged him by picking up the pace of her hip
movements. She twirked that thing on him like it was nobody’s
business. James’s rock-hard member held its own inside her
garden of lust. He kept up with her every movement without
missing a stroke. He lifted her ass up in the air as he pumped his hips toward and away from her. Her abdominal muscles tensed up. Cum oozed down her leg. Her toes curled up into a ball. This
nigga, James, is no joke! she thought.
Delicia put the palms of her hands up against the wall to keep
her balance as she grinded on top of him fiercely. She tightened
up the muscles in her pussy walls. The friction made the head of
his penis eager to release the fluid it contained. However, James
wasn’t going out like a five-minute brother. He did what any
seasoned playa would do in this situation: He thought about
something other than the good pussy he was all up in, something
to prolong his erection. The fact that he was almost about to bust
off didn’t go unnoticed by Delicia. She could tell by how tightly
he held his eyes closed and gritted his teeth every time she
gyrated her hips. She knew that the slippery juices that flowed
down her love canal were too much for most men to handle
when she released them. Her pussy was like a spider’s web:
Once you got caught up in it, it was hard to get back out of the
trap. James was at her mercy. She went in for the kill. “I got your ass right where I want you. I’ve wanted your fine
ass from the first time I saw you, but I had to make you wait to
get some of this good lovin’. I told you to be careful what you
wished for because once I put it on you, I was gonna make you
my love slave,” Delicia bragged. She wiggled that ass to the left
and then to the right. She grinded on his dick so fast, you could
hear her butt cheeks clap together. As good as she was with her
sex game, James wasn’t a slouch in the bed, either. She forced
him to bring out his A game. He could talk just as much shit as
she could—and back it up with his wicked long stroke. “I can handle that phat ass, baby. You’re talking loud but
ain’t saying nothing. Yeah, this pussy is the bomb, but I got
something for that ass that will make you beg for mercy,” James
said just as cockily. Before she knew what was going on, James
flipped her over on her side without taking his dick out the pussy.
He
submissively.
Delicia took her tongue and ran it across his chest. The scent
of his Armani Black Code cologne enticed her nostrils and
increased her desire for him. She worked her way down toward
his midsection and kissed his finely shaped six-pack. She
clutched his penis and proceeded to bring James oral pleasure.
James watched as his dick melted in her mouth and was aroused
by the movements of her hand. Delicia was a bonafide head
doctor. She knew what she was doing.
“Damn, baby. Your head game is right on the money, too.
Work them lips, mommy!” James shouted in sheer delight.
Delicia went at it even harder until her jaws got sore. She felt
him about to cum and stopped.
“I wanna ride this big pole,” Delicia said. She reached over
and pulled a condom off her nightstand and opened the package.
She took the Magnum condom out of the wrapper and slid it on
his dick with her mouth. Once it was secured, she mounted his
dick slowly.
“Work that dick, baby!” James yelled. They went at it like
two wild animals. Delicia had that bombin’, comeback pussy
because once you got it, a nigga would be beggin’ for a shot to
come back and get some more.
“That’s right, nigga; tell Mommy how good this pussy is to
you. Whose dick is this?” Delicia asked James as she straddled
his erect penis. She dug her fingernails into his chest lightly. She
clawed at his chest playfully like a kitten.
“It’s your dick, baby. This pussy is the truth. It’s everything
you said it was gonna be. Don’t stop. Oooh, yeah, keep riding
that dick, bitch!” James exclaimed.
Delicia obliged him by picking up the pace of her hip
movements. She twirked that thing on him like it was nobody’s
business. James’s rock-hard member held its own inside her
garden of lust. He kept up with her every movement without
missing a stroke. He lifted her ass up in the air as he pumped his hips toward and away from her. Her abdominal muscles tensed up. Cum oozed down her leg. Her toes curled up into a ball. This
nigga, James, is no joke! she thought.
Delicia put the palms of her hands up against the wall to keep
her balance as she grinded on top of him fiercely. She tightened
up the muscles in her pussy walls. The friction made the head of
his penis eager to release the fluid it contained. However, James
wasn’t going out like a five-minute brother. He did what any
seasoned playa would do in this situation: He thought about
something other than the good pussy he was all up in, something
to prolong his erection. The fact that he was almost about to bust
off didn’t go unnoticed by Delicia. She could tell by how tightly
he held his eyes closed and gritted his teeth every time she
gyrated her hips. She knew that the slippery juices that flowed
down her love canal were too much for most men to handle
when she released them. Her pussy was like a spider’s web:
Once you got caught up in it, it was hard to get back out of the
trap. James was at her mercy. She went in for the kill. “I got your ass right where I want you. I’ve wanted your fine
ass from the first time I saw you, but I had to make you wait to
get some of this good lovin’. I told you to be careful what you
wished for because once I put it on you, I was gonna make you
my love slave,” Delicia bragged. She wiggled that ass to the left
and then to the right. She grinded on his dick so fast, you could
hear her butt cheeks clap together. As good as she was with her
sex game, James wasn’t a slouch in the bed, either. She forced
him to bring out his A game. He could talk just as much shit as
she could—and back it up with his wicked long stroke. “I can handle that phat ass, baby. You’re talking loud but
ain’t saying nothing. Yeah, this pussy is the bomb, but I got
something for that ass that will make you beg for mercy,” James
said just as cockily. Before she knew what was going on, James
flipped her over on her side without taking his dick out the pussy.
He
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