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was spinning from the way he was making me feel; it had been a long two months.
           The next thing I knew I was riding his dick on the sofa while he sucked on my breasts like they were popsicles.  He filled me up so good and hit my G-spot like a champion causing me to scream out his name several times.  This man worked his magic on me as he grabbed my hips and pumped deeper inside me.  In the two hours that we had sex, he flipped me several different ways I had never tried before; matter fact I had no idea just how flexible I was.  I guess with the right man he could bring out the beast in a woman.
           By the time our little sex session was over it was one o’clock in the morning.  I hoped that my mom wasn’t home because I know she would shit a brick if she knew I stayed out so late.  My curfew on weekends was midnight even though I begged her to stretch it for me til at least two a.m. she was not having it. 
           Once we were done all I wanted to do was sleep because this dude had worn me out.  I began to get dressed but my head was still woozy so Christian had to help me; I was so embarrassed.  As he walked me to his truck he had to hold me by my waist because I couldn’t walk straight.  I didn’t know how I was gonna get by my mom like this so I prayed she wasn’t home. 
           He pulled up to my apartments and I was fumbling with the door handle when he came around to open the door for me.  I leaned on his shoulder as he walked me to the front door.  When we reached the front door he leaned in for a kiss and as he wrapped his arms around me I relaxed in his arms, opening my mouth to receive his tongue.  When we were done I unlocked the door and let myself in.
           As I made my way to my bedroom I breathed a sigh of relief for my mom not being here.  I was way too tired to shower so I just collapsed in bed and went straight to sleep.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SEVEN-SHANIQUA
     
           I was really looking forward to seeing Antoine today.  I even felt like making breakfast for my family this morning so I woke up early, brushed my teeth and began cooking breakfast.  I made homemade pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs and biscuits.  Before I had the chance to call them to breakfast, my mom and siblings groggily came into the kitchen.  My mom gave me a kiss on the cheek and thanked me for cooking.  Today was her first day off in seven days and she looked exhausted.
           “You’re welcome Mom, I was happy to do it,” I said.
           “I sure appreciate this.  You are such a wonderful daughter,” my mom said.
           “Thanks Mom, y’all have a seat and I will bring the food in,” I said.
           “Oh well let me help you Baby,” my mom said.
           My mom and I carried the food to the table and we said a prayer blessing our food the way we always did.  My mom even said a special thank you to me for cooking breakfast.  We began to serve ourselves and then made conversation while we ate.
           Once we finished eating I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen as my siblings ran off to go play their game.
           “What are your plans for today Baby?” my mom asked.
           “I have a date later this afternoon,” I said with a huge smile on my face.
           “You must like this boy huh?” she asked.
           “Yea so far, we only met yesterday when Caramel and I were on the Riverwalk,” I said.
           “Oh and you’re already going out on a date with him?  Be careful Baby, you don’t know this boy very well,” she warned.
           “Yea but what I do know I like Mom.  Let me show you what he bought me yesterday!” I ran to my room to retrieve the handbags that Antoine purchased for me from the Coach store.
           “Look!” I