
“What’s my name?”
“Uh…uh…Alley Cat…”
I ram her deep, slappin’ her ass. She screams like she’s bein’ slaughtered. “No, bitch, what’s my muthafuckin’ name?”
“Uh…aaaaaah…ohsweetmercifulGaaaaaaaaaawd…aaaaaaaaah…”
I quicken my thrusts.
She’s clutchin’ and clawin’ at the sheets. “Uh…uh…uh… Daaaaaaady…Loooooong…Strooooooooooke,” she groans.
“I can’t hear you,” I say, slappin’ her on the ass again. I slow my rhythm, stroke her deep, then pick up speed.
“Daddy Looooooooong Strooooooooooke,” she repeats louder, tryna inch up from this dick. But, I got my hands locked on her shoulders, rapidly slammin’ my hips into her. “Aaaaah…aaaaaah… oooh….oooh…”
And for another twenty-five minutes I beat her pussy the hell up for wastin’ all my muthafuckin’ time. And when I’m ready to bust, I pull out, snatch off the condom—tossin’ it next to her, then tell her to pull open her ass cheeks, aimin’ my dick straight in the center of her ass. I rapidly slap my dick on her asshole, then stroke it. “Oh, shit…I’m cummin’, baby.” I rapidly start jerkin’, then shoot my load in her crack and on her back, smear-in’ my nut all ’round her asshole. When I’m done nuttin’, she rolls over onto her back, rubbin’ her titties, tryna catch her breath. She lies there in a daze for a minute or two, then says, “OhmyGod, you got my pussy so sore, it feels like it’s on fire. But, you fucked me soooo good.”
