I don’t bust this nut ’til she cums again. And when she finishes, I pull out, snatch off the condom and pump this dick. I watch my nut shoot all over her stomach, her titties and up under her chin. Then I flop over on the bed exhausted as fuck.

Thirty minutes later, she’s steppin’ outta the shower wit’ a white towel wrapped ’round her body. I’m lyin’ ’cross the bed, watchin’ her as she drops the towel, then starts oilin’ her body up. Admirin’ her toned body, I feel my dick startin’ to get hard again, but I try to will the shit still. Unfortunately, it has a mind of its own, so I let the shit swell up. She slips back on her pink g-string, then pulls her Juicy Couture jeans up over her curves. Them muthafuckas wrap around her plump ass like a glove. Damn, I wanna fuck this ho in that big ass, I think, puttin’ my hand up to my nose and smellin’ her ass scent on my fingertips.

“Aye, yo,” I say, gettin’ up and walkin’ over to her. I pull her into me, and start kissin’ her. “I really ’preciate you wantin’ to be here for me.” She looks up at me, stares me in the eyes.

“Alex, I told you. I got you. Whatever you need, I got you, baby.”

I bite down on my bottom lip. “My moms’ real sick, babe. And I’m stressed the hell out, for real for real. I don’t know if she’s gonna make it. And I need to get out there to see her. But money’s real tight for me, you feel me?”

“Wow,” she says, runnin’ her hand through her hair, “sorry to hear that.” She looks at me, like she done figured some shit out. “Wait a minute. I thought your mom lived in Jersey.”

“Yeah, my biological mom does, but she didn’t raise me. My grandmother did, so she’s who I consider my moms, feel me?”