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in, but they ended up just being in the way. The dark-skinned female kept talking too damn much and her friend didn’t smell right. How did these bitches make it into the lineup? I ended up shoving them to the side and taking Miss Latina home with me. I usually don’t take anybody from the party home with me, but the sex was on point. I started forgetting about my problem with Sacaria, which was exactly what I was trying to do.
    I got this little bitch to the house and she was already butt ass naked before I got her out of the car. As soon as we got in the house, she started trying to rip my clothes off. She was high as hell and would not stop fucking and sucking on me. I was wit it too. After our introduction at the party, I already knew what I was in for. She was sucking on my toes and trying to lick my ass, but I guess I wasn’t drunk enough for that.
    Since it was too soon to have sex with Sacaria, I became a kid in a candy shop. Now that I had Miss Latina alone, I could do everything I had wanted to do before we was rudely interrupted by Ren and Stimpy. I kept sucking on this hoe’s big ass nipple and squeezing her fat ass. I was able to bend her legs behind her head, so I went as deep as I wanted to. She was moaning real loud in Spanish or some shit, with her juices leaking like a faucet. I think I hit every hole on her body, yet she didn’t even break a sweat. She got up and started riding the shit out of me. Something about the way she manipulated her body, made me damn near scream out in ecstasy. Right when her walls started to clamp down on me and my dick started to pulsate, I looked up and saw Sacaria standing in the doorway. I could not believe this shit.
    I pushed the bitch off me so hard that she fell to the floor. “¡Pendejo de mierda!” I heard the hoe cussing me out in Spanish as I ran after Sacaria.
    “Wait bae! Don’t go!” I pleaded, but I let her go, because how could I fix this shit with a hard dick and a naked bitch still in my house.
    “¿Quién demonios era que?”
    I didn’t have time to figure out what she was yelling about. So I snatched her up and got her dressed, and then dropped her off at the same hotel where I found her. She grabbed the steering wheel and tried to slap me upside my head. This bitch really had to go. First, I back-handed her in the mouth. Then I snatched her purse and threw it out of the car window.
    “¡Eso esta jodido!” she yelled, as she jumped out of the car to fetch her purse. Already not caring about anything but Sacaria, I sped off with the car door still open. My car door slammed shut from the speed and velocity, as I damn near burned rubber, hitting the corner. I was driving so damn fast that I didn’t see the police lights in my rear view mirror. Damn! All I wanted to do was get to my bae, but now I’m about to go to jail. I’m still fucked up from the drinks I had a few hours ago. There is no way that I can talk my way out of this situation.
    “Sir, put your hands on the steering wheel,” the officer said forcefully, as he approached my car.
    “Good evening, sir,” I replied, trying to sound respectful.
    “Do you know how fast you were driving? I clocked you at ninety-five in a sixty-five miles per hour zone. Can I see your driver’s license and registration?” He mean-mugged and sized me up.
    “My apologies, officer,” I said, hoping that little bitch didn’t leave any dope in my car. Since she was so pissed off about the situation, there is no telling what she did to retaliate against me. I was so busy thinking about Sacaria that I did not stop to check my car before continuing on. That’s what I get for doing shit out of character. I can’t throw a pity party for myself when I knew better. There has always been a reason why I don't give rides to just any female and especially in the Phantom.
    I handed him my driver’s license and registration. "This sure is a nice car for a young guy like yourself." The officer took a step back from