him.
Papa ignored her. After the night they were about to have he doubted if Demi could even sit up good, let alone get dressed and go out to eat. Papa knew they would be ordering room service because he planned on giving his shorty the BUSINESS. He removed the white under shirt he had thrown on to get Demi from the lobby.
“Why you looking at me like that?” Papa asked, with a smirk.
No one could tell her that Papa wasn’t the finest man walking, and if they did then Demi would simply respect their opinion and keep it moving. His creamy complexion, chinky eyes, long eyelashes, long and wavy hair paired with his toned, tattooed body and the tiny gap between his two front teeth were her favorite parts of him.
Demi removed the towel from her body. She hoped Papa picked up on the hint she was throwing his way. Her eyes screamed, “Love me!” and her insides were screaming to be touched by him. She stared at him in the corner of the room as he watched her. Demi didn’t know what was supposed to happen, this was her first time. She was doing too much thinking, but she was ready for Papa to come lay her down.
Papa turned the light off. Demi felt him walking closer to her and she got nervous. Sweat beads formed at the crown of her head, her fingers curled up, and her toes danced against the carpet.
Demi held her breath once they finally stood before each other and even though her heart was beating rapidly, she was ready. In fact, Demi was more than ready. Demi reached up on her tippy toes and kissed his lips, making the first move.
Papa used his hands to warm her body up, roaming from her face, to her shoulders, and down the sides of her petite frame. Demi allowed tiny sounds of pleasure to escape her lips as their kisses intensified.
Papa knew he had to take things slow, but the way Demi was sliding her tongue around his mouth he was liable to swallow the damn thing.
“Lay down.” Papa pulled back attempting to regain control of the heated situation. He guided Demi’s body onto the middle of the bed. She never let go of his arms, wanting him as close to her as possible.
“Lay down babe, I’m right here,” he promised. Papa got up and fumbled with his jeans, searching for the protection he knew he would need. That virgin pussy was known as the “ get caught up” pussy in the hood. Papa already knew he would be lost in the sauce between Demi’s legs.
He came back to the bed, leaving the rubber on the nightstand and kissed Demi. “You sure about this?” Papa asked for clarification before he proceeded.
Demi didn’t answer him, but she kissed him harder as she found her way to that thing in between his legs.
Papa moved out of her way and Demi said in a very serious tone, “Not tonight.” There would be no teasing, playing, laughing, or bullshitting around.
Papa pulled her arms over her head and kissed her lips once more before starting a trail of passion and pleasure from her ear to her neck, across her collarbone, and down the middle of her chest. Papa took his time arousing every piece of skin on her body.
Demi’s eyes were closed shut, biting on her bottom lip and breathing just a little harder than normal. She had waited on this magical moment for quite some time now. It wasn’t as long as her mother would have wanted, but she didn’t care.
Demi clenched the sheets anticipating what was coming next.
Papa pulled her legs apart and asked her again, “Are you sure you ready?”
Demi screamed, “YES!”
Papa shook his head. The demon had been unleashed before he even dropped his draws. Lord Jesus, he thought to himself.
Papa lowered his body to the point where his legs dangled over the edge of the bed. He stuck his head in between her legs and just for the hell of it he took a good long sniff of Demi’s love nest.
Head wasn’t his thing. He preferred for it to be something the girl did for him. Papa was a sucker for some sloppy toppy in the morning, but him
Papa ignored her. After the night they were about to have he doubted if Demi could even sit up good, let alone get dressed and go out to eat. Papa knew they would be ordering room service because he planned on giving his shorty the BUSINESS. He removed the white under shirt he had thrown on to get Demi from the lobby.
“Why you looking at me like that?” Papa asked, with a smirk.
No one could tell her that Papa wasn’t the finest man walking, and if they did then Demi would simply respect their opinion and keep it moving. His creamy complexion, chinky eyes, long eyelashes, long and wavy hair paired with his toned, tattooed body and the tiny gap between his two front teeth were her favorite parts of him.
Demi removed the towel from her body. She hoped Papa picked up on the hint she was throwing his way. Her eyes screamed, “Love me!” and her insides were screaming to be touched by him. She stared at him in the corner of the room as he watched her. Demi didn’t know what was supposed to happen, this was her first time. She was doing too much thinking, but she was ready for Papa to come lay her down.
Papa turned the light off. Demi felt him walking closer to her and she got nervous. Sweat beads formed at the crown of her head, her fingers curled up, and her toes danced against the carpet.
Demi held her breath once they finally stood before each other and even though her heart was beating rapidly, she was ready. In fact, Demi was more than ready. Demi reached up on her tippy toes and kissed his lips, making the first move.
Papa used his hands to warm her body up, roaming from her face, to her shoulders, and down the sides of her petite frame. Demi allowed tiny sounds of pleasure to escape her lips as their kisses intensified.
Papa knew he had to take things slow, but the way Demi was sliding her tongue around his mouth he was liable to swallow the damn thing.
“Lay down.” Papa pulled back attempting to regain control of the heated situation. He guided Demi’s body onto the middle of the bed. She never let go of his arms, wanting him as close to her as possible.
“Lay down babe, I’m right here,” he promised. Papa got up and fumbled with his jeans, searching for the protection he knew he would need. That virgin pussy was known as the “ get caught up” pussy in the hood. Papa already knew he would be lost in the sauce between Demi’s legs.
He came back to the bed, leaving the rubber on the nightstand and kissed Demi. “You sure about this?” Papa asked for clarification before he proceeded.
Demi didn’t answer him, but she kissed him harder as she found her way to that thing in between his legs.
Papa moved out of her way and Demi said in a very serious tone, “Not tonight.” There would be no teasing, playing, laughing, or bullshitting around.
Papa pulled her arms over her head and kissed her lips once more before starting a trail of passion and pleasure from her ear to her neck, across her collarbone, and down the middle of her chest. Papa took his time arousing every piece of skin on her body.
Demi’s eyes were closed shut, biting on her bottom lip and breathing just a little harder than normal. She had waited on this magical moment for quite some time now. It wasn’t as long as her mother would have wanted, but she didn’t care.
Demi clenched the sheets anticipating what was coming next.
Papa pulled her legs apart and asked her again, “Are you sure you ready?”
Demi screamed, “YES!”
Papa shook his head. The demon had been unleashed before he even dropped his draws. Lord Jesus, he thought to himself.
Papa lowered his body to the point where his legs dangled over the edge of the bed. He stuck his head in between her legs and just for the hell of it he took a good long sniff of Demi’s love nest.
Head wasn’t his thing. He preferred for it to be something the girl did for him. Papa was a sucker for some sloppy toppy in the morning, but him
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