sorry for the way I’ve been acting, but it’s your fault. You shouldn’t have me all crazy about your ass.” She placed the palm of her hand on my chest and gently massaged it.
I knocked her grimy ass dick jacker off of me, and snarled, “Whatever, man. You too much drama; you don’t kno’ how to play yo’ position.”
“Blunt, I swear I won't act up again. Just give me one more chance, Daddy. Please?” she begged, looking at me like she was ready to fuck my back out. But I wasn't going - - not for the pussy trap.
“It’s too late fo’ all of that. You should’ve thought about that shit before you keyed that fuck shit on my ride!” I spat pointing my finger in her face. I was two seconds from stomping a hole in her ass.
“Baby, I didn’t do it. I swear,” she denied.
“Nobody else would’ve done no shit like that. Especially not Mika, Shawdy one hunnid wit’ hers. And she don't even know where you rest at,” I argued.
“Well, maybe Chunuchi or somebody did it.”
Chunuchi got down like that, but we hadn’t fucked each other in three years. She didn’t sweat me like that no more, so I discounted her.
“Nah, you did it. Don’t lie, be twenty one about it,” I challenged Luscious.
“Blunt, I’ve done a lot of things, and I kno’ you’ve caught me in a few lies. Fa real, Baby, I didn’t do that. I put that on our daughter.” She put her right hand up like she was being sworn in before testifying in court.
I shook my head in pity. “That just goes to sho’ how lowdown ya ass is. You will lie and put it on Ebony.”
“I'm not lying! Whoever did it keyed some shit on my car too. Why you think I got it repainted? I took it to Mr. Marshall down the street, and he re-painted the whole car.”
I opened the door and looked outside, and the hell if she wasn’t tellin’ the truth. Her car was a shade lighter than it was before. If Luscious was tellin’ the truth, then who could have done the shit? I wondered.
“Let me find out,” I said and closed the door and locked it behind me.
I pulled Luscious into my arms and squeezed her tight. “We gonna have to make this quick.” I kissed her neck and guided her toward the bedroom.
When we both undressed, I pulled out a condom and wrapped up. Luscious went snap!
“What the fuck you doing? Do you strap up wit’ Mo’?” she asked wit’ her legs gaped wide open.
“Nope, but I'm wrapping up wit’ you from now on.”
She closed her legs and pushed me in the chest. “Get the hell up off me, Mothafucka. I ain’t no trick bitch, and you ain’t taking my baby nowhere.”
I didn’t even argue wit’ her.
I bounced on over to scoop up Devin. When I got there, Fatal was kicked back on the sofa like he had moved in. I ignored him, but best believe he was gon’ get it. I swooped my li’l man up and headed back to Mo’s.
Devin said, “Daddy, that man put his thing in Mama’s booty hole last night.”
“What the fuck did he just say?” I asked myself.
Devin looked over at me. “I seen ‘em. He was doing it to Mama’s booty hole on the couch, and she was calling him Daddy,” he blurted out.
I busted a mothafuckin’ u-turn. I was going back and kill that bitch for doin’ that shit in front of my seed!
Steaming Hot
Molaysia
I parked my car in the garage and stepped out, tired as heck. Blunt had really put it down all night long. My kitty tingled as I recalled him thrusting deep inside of me. "Lawd!" I exclaimed, fanning myself.
Leesha’s car wasn’t in the driveway which was a relief because I didn’t feel like answering a bunch of questions. She would have been real upset had I told her who I was really with last night.
I entered the house from inside the garage. I strolled pass the kitchen and saw that it was spotless and that the floor had been waxed. Leesha had done a great job with keeping my house neat and tidy. Once I made it to my bedroom, I saw a note on my bed. Leesha informed me that she and the girl’s were out shopping and that they would be leaving for home in the morning.
I showered and changed into a gray pair of lounging pants and a white