She starts laughin’. “OhmyGod, you real funny.”
Funny hell. Ho, I’ma rip ya muthafuckin’ back open. “Yeah, go on and get ya laugh on, baby,” I warn. “I’ma be up there tomorrow. Let’s see if you gonna be laughin’ then.” She giggles some more, then gets quiet after I tell her she betta take her ass to bed ’cause she’s gonna need all the rest she can get. ’Cause on some real shit, after I’m done wit’ her she’s gonna need the paramedics. A muhfucka’s comin’ through to dig her ass out.
“Yeah, that’s right, baby. Spread them pretty-ass legs, and pull open ya pussy,” I say, strokin’ my dick while watchin’ my fuck for the night play in her juicy fur burger. Don’t get shit twisted, though. This honey-dipped ho with her wavy black hair and mesmerizin’ eyes is bad as hell. Her skin is fuckin’ flawless, too—soft and smooth like silk. And her body…whew! Man, listen, pictures do her no justice. This bitch’s body is the fuckin’ truth. Little waist, flat stomach, big-ass cantaloupe titties with inch-long pierced nipples—yeah, and a nigga like me gotta thing for a chick with long nipples. I like to lightly pinch, twist, pull and tease ’em with my fingers, then nibble on ’em with my lips and teeth. Oh, damn…I done got sidetracked thinkin’ ’bout suckin’ all over them thing-things. So, dig. Like I was sayin’ ’n shit, this chick gotta ass you can bury ya face up in. A muhfucka can get lost for months up in them cakes. It’s the kinda ass you can bounce up and down on all night. But, on the real, yo, how the fuck a bitch gonna drop her muthafuckin’ drawers and not have her bush trimmed? I don’t mind hair, but gotdamn…this shit right here is unreal.