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“C’mon, Armias, you and I know I’m not about to wear this shit to Nikki Beach.”

“So why you wearing it right now?”

I could answer that myself, but I wanted her to say it.

Instead of verbally responding, she flashed me a seductive smile and she began wiggling her booty to a very familiar song.

“Ooouuu,” her eyes lit up as she dropped her see through robe that really served no purpose because it wasn’t covering shit. “You remember this song, daddy?”

I laughed because the song in question was “Talk My Shit” by Bossman Dlow. The song was everywhere two years ago, so I knew it very well. But that’s not why she was asking me about it. I made it rain on her to this song the first night we met. We were wilding in an Air bnb that was occupied with bukoo people like we were alone. Similar to that fateful night, she was shaking that ass like a stripper. It was a shame I didn’t have any ones on me. I didn’t have a shortage of hard dick though.

I stood up and headed over to her as she dropped it low and twerked her ass cheeks one by one. By the time she was hopping back up, I was behind her with my dick out. She must have felt my presence because she looked over her shoulder smirking. That smile disappeared when I moved closer and let my dick slap against her ass.

“Don’t stop now,” I popped her booty. “You put this shit on to give me a show, right?”

“You had to take your dick out to watch the show?”

“No, but my dick gotta be out to slide it in you.”

Her mouth gaped.

“Don’t act like you surprised. You been on demon time all night and I’m finally catching up with you,” I smacked her ass with my hand and my dick at the same time. “Now make that ass clap for daddy.”

She obeyed my command and she wobbled her ass right on my dick. She was looking straight ahead into the Miami Skyline, so I grabbed her jaw and forced her to look back at me. She was damn near face to face with me because of the tall ass stripper heels she had on. I gazed at her with nothing but pure infatuation before I moved in and kissed her.

“Hmmm,” I muttered as my tongue slithered in and out her mouth. She was still making her fat ass clap on my dick while I rubbed up against her. She took me by surprise when she reached back to grab my dick.

“That’s for me, daddy?” She whispered while stroking my dick with her hand, resulting in pre-cum oozing from the head. It was time to stop playing. I picked her up bridal style and carried her back into the suite. I would have slid right inside of her and given her backshots standing up on that balcony if she hadn’t given birth four weeks ago. We technically weren’t supposed to be having sex just yet, so I had to take some precaution.

I carried her straight to the bedroom and tossed her on the bed. I took off my jeans, boxers, and white beater in seconds. I guess Lourdes assumed she needed to get naked, too. The first thing she went for was her shoes and she went about it in the sexiest way possible. She was laying on her back with her legs up to the ceiling while reaching for the buckles on her heel straps.

“Who told you to do that?” I moved her hands away, spread her legs, and then I cocked them back further. The small, cheap ass piece of fabric that was supposed to be covering her pussy was doing a terrible job. Not only was her wetness seeping through but her juicy lips were protruding like they were begging to be freed. I couldn’t stand to see my pussy suffer like that, so I gladly moved that shit to the side and dove in to give it a kiss.

“Ohhh shit, Armias,” Lourdes whimpered the second my tongue flickered over her swollen clit. I glanced up for a second because I wanted to see her face only to be met with a pleasant surprise. Her bikini top was pushed open and she was playing with her own titties while gazing down in complete ecstasy as my tongue danced in her pussy. My dick grew even harder when she reached down and pushed my head all the way down.

I could lick on her pussy for hours, but she always came prematurely when I was eating that pussy. Sometimes her cumming didn’t mean shit to me. If I wanted to keep feasting then that’s what I was going to do. But there were also those times when I was too anxious to be knee deep inside of her to keep engaging in foreplay. This was one of those times. I hadn’t felt my doll baby in a month and I was starting to have withdrawals like a recovering addict.

“Awww yes!!! Right there, daddy! I’m cumming!” Lourdes screamed while holding onto my head and bucking her hips into my mouth. I allowed her to get her shit off properly and I greedily accepted my reward. Not letting anything that was coming from her pussy go to waste, I dragged my tongue down to her ass crack to catch the juices that trickled down there.

“Armiassss,” she moaned as my tongue traveled right back up to her pussy and settled on her clit again. I ran my tongue around it for several seconds because I knew it was sensitive and I wanted to drive her crazy.

“Armias, I can’tttt,” she whimpered. Something about her telling me she couldn’t made me want to show her that she actually could. A few minutes later, she was cumming again.

“Armias, what the fuck?” She mewled when I finally removed my mouth from her pussy. I gave her body kisses all the way up to her breasts. I guess I wasn’t as hard up to get straight to sliding into her as I thought I was because I sucked on those titties for a few minutes. I knew that for a fact because music from the tv in the living room was still blasting. Two R&B songs had played while I was giving her hard nipples much needed love and rubbing my dick in between her slippery folds. She tried to play it off, but she came for the third time. Her pussy got significantly wetter, her legs vibrated, and her eyes closed like she was trying to hold it together.

“You came again, doll baby?” I asked as my lips moved up to her neck.

“Yes, daddy,” she whimpered.

“You ready for this dick?”

“I don’t know.”

I chuckled at her honestly before pulling back from her neck to look into her eyes. “You know I wouldn’t hurt you, right? If something doesn’t feel right then let me know and we’ll stop.”

“Okay,” she replied softly, making my dick jump.

“And I promise not to nut in you.”