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us both lost.
    “Damn Kay. Why you doin me like this?” he asked as I flipped around riding him in reverse cow girl. He watched my ass clap as I bounced up and down on his dick. The combination of him slapping my ass and the sound of our bodies touching made me wetter than I had ever been. With all my strength I clamped my pussy around him and we both climaxed together. After the convulsions stopped I slowly slid off of him. With his eyes closed he laid there with his dick stuck to the pool of cum on his thigh. Being the freak that I was I licked him clean before finishing us both off with a wash cloth. Bet you stay your ass home now.

DAVION
    Shit! My ass had every intention on spending the entire day with Makayla, but my homeboy Jacori needed me. Jacori had just damn near got caught slipping, so this meeting couldn’t wait. If he got caught slipping, that meant the city would be dry as fuck and I couldn't afford that shit right now. If we didn't hustle and the work stopped coming in then no one would eat. I was going to go out for a few hours then be back home in time for dinner, but Makayla ass wanted to act like a spoiled brat, talking about she would leave a nigga if I left the house.
    I loved the shit out of her, but sometimes I needed to get away from all her nagging. Sometimes she was down for a nigga and let me do me. She even let me fuck around with other women as long as she was involved in it, but these streets are the one thing she didn’t have no chill about. I really didn't appreciate Makayla giving me an ultimatum, but to be honest, I didn't want her to leave me. She was all I had in this cruel world. As soon as I came out of my mother's pussy, I was thrown to the state. I been a hood misfit all my life and it took me a while to find my misfit Queen.
    Looking into Makayla’s beautiful brown eyes, I could see the reasonable hurt that I was causing her. I decided to stay for a while before leaving out. She was pouring her heart out to me. She was the air that I breathed and to see her crying because of me broke my heart. Knowing that I couldn't change her point of view, I simply picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. We had that Guns and Roses type of love. One minute we would be fighting; the next we’d be fucking each other’s brains out. I gave her another hour and a half of pussy sucking and slow dicking, hoping that she would change her stance. Instead of giving me the seal of approval, she fell asleep in my arms.
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    I tried my best not to disturb Makayla as I snuck from underneath of her. We had just had the best sex ever, but I knew what she was up to. I hated to see her upset with me, but I had to do what I had to do. Jacori had just called me hours ago and from his high- pitched tone, I knew that some shit had just popped. I mean, the nigga was in his falsetto, so I had to go check it out for myself.
    After tiptoeing out of our room, I crept into the guest room to get some clothes and some shoes to wear for the day. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth. Once I was out of the shower, I remembered that I had to call Kortez for Jacori and inform him of what Jacori had told me. After checking myself in the mirror, I dialed Kortez before grabbing my keys and walking towards my car. Kortez answered my call on the first ring.
    “What’s up?”
    “What up. What are you doing right now?” I asked climbing into my car. I silently prayed that starting it up wouldn’t wake up Makayla.
    “Pissed off and frustrated!” Kortez answered.
    “Why, what’s the problem?”
                  “It’s been a bad day for me. I had to beat Alonzo’s ass early this morning, then on top of that, Alisha tripping about another bitch. There’s no winning for losing around my way.”
    “For real? Kay on her bullshit too. You know how these females get.”
    “Yeah, I'm going to need a stiff shot or two.” I was surprised because Kortez wasn’t a big drinker. I knew he had to be