Distraction

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Y/n
1976

I yawned and stretched outside in the sun. Rubbing in the coconut oil on my soft skin. These are the times I cherish, no loud noises, no parents, not one sound from those Jacksons, and most certainly Michaels annoying ass.

"Mmm, you look good" I heard come from above me. I groaned and turned around, looking up at Michael as he stood on the balcony with a pro camera in his hand.

"MICHAEL"! I shouted and giggled at him.

"Can't believe that's all mines" He shouted.

"Stop"! I rolled my eyes and began to do the downward dog. Sticking my butt out as far as I could. Michael groaned and whistle at me.

"Mhm, y'all see it" He spoke into the camera, "Come sit all that ass on my face baby" He chuckled.

"Michael"! I shouted again, "Go away, pervert"! I laughed.

"No, come up here" He demanded. I sighed and rose from my position on the ground, turning to look back at him. He smiled and zoomed in on my face.

"Why can't I just have sometime to myself"? I groaned.

"Get up here"! He smiled, and walked away back into our room. I groaned again, and picked myself up off the ground. Making my way back into our home.

I stepped into the slight chill coming from our living and yawned. That's when I felt a splat on my side.

"Got your ass"! Michael laughed beside me. I lunged at him, tackling him to the couch. We fell with a thud, as his water gun fell from his hand.

Michael quickly got the upper hand and crawled on top of me. Pinning my wrist to the couch, "Mmm, already wet"? He smirked.

"Get up"! I demanded.

"Can I eat your pussy"? He asked. I smiled and shook my head. Here he goes, I give him a taste and he comes back for more.

"No" I giggled.

"Come on, I ain't tasted that in like a month" He groaned. Michael lifted up, letting go of my wrist and sat back on his knees. I rose up from my spot on the couch and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"No Michael, I just wanna have me time. After me time we can fuck, ok"? I got up from the chair and began to walk away. He grabbed me up and held me in his arms, dotting my face with a whole bunch of kisses, "Stop"! I giggled.

"No" He continued. I pressed down on his foot with mines making him wince and finally stop, "Lemme eat you up baby"! He shouted.

"Smoke me out first" I whispered, kissing him lightly on his lips. Michael smiled and kissed me back.

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I stretched down, doggy style in front of him on the bed. In nothing but a green thong and smiled. Shaking my ass a little. High as can be off his weed.

"Oh my god, you are high as shit" Michael laughed at me, taking a hit from the blunt.

"I'm not daddy, I promise" I cooed. I looked up at him, my eyes fluttering back and forth. Red as blood.

"C'mere" He groaned, "Let me make you feel good" Michael added.

"I feel good already" I moaned.

"I can make you feel better" He hit his blunt again, "Why you all the way over there"? I shrugged and crawled over to him, sitting on top of his lap. Michael put the blunt up to my lips again and let me hit it.

"You so fine daddy" I exhaled, I went in for a kiss. Sticking my tongue in his mouth. He quickly kissed me back, placing his blunt on the ashtray sitting on his nightstand.

"C'mere" He grabbed me up and pulled me closer on his lap, "I bet if I hit the right spot, I could make you scream" Michael whispered into my ear.

I giggled and shook my head "no". He nodded and gripped my left cheek, "Lemme eat your ass" He groaned.

"Baby, that's nasty"! I giggled, scooting down, "lemme suck you up" I smiled.

Michael sat back and put his hands behind his head, "Do your thing" He smiled back. I slowly pulled him out, holding him ever so softly near my lips.

Is it bad that I like the smell of him? I love having his dick up to my nose, taking a deep inhale.

"Mmm daddy you smell so good" I licked his tip.

"Lemme feel your throat" He groaned.

I slowly deep throated him, making sure my mouth was nice and wet. He was so big and girthy. But not too much for me, just the perfect size. And he tasted so good too.

"Make me cum girl" He sexily whispered to me.

"I'm trying daddy" I smiled, my eyes still bloodshot red.

Sucking dick is like a passion, not for everyone but surely for me. It's just something about having a dick in your mouth and making them cum. And then the cum, fuck.

He held the back of my head, guiding me up and down. Spit swishing in my mouth, dripping down onto his stomach.

"Let me do it baby" I whispered. Shaking his hand from my head. I finished going up and down, using my hand to stroke the rest I couldn't suck. He was growing in my mouth by the minute.

He grabbed his cam corder and began taping me. I looked up, arching my ass in the air. My eyes flutter slowly at the lens. He threw his head back, he loves when I do that.

"You wanna cum in my mouth or in me"? Michael dropped the camera and grabbed me by the throat, vigorously kissing me on the lips.

"Turn around" He demanded throwing me back on the sheets. Fuck I love when he gets like this.

I slid my thong to the side, sticking my ass up for him.

I was already so wet from sucking him up, he just slid right inside
of me.

"Fuck" We moaned in unison. The first slide in is always the best. Marlon started off slow but I knew this was just for a second.

I like getting fucked.

"Oooh girl, your pussy so wet" He moaned, grabbing my hips. I love this position for so many reason. I can feel it deeper, growing inside of me, and the way my ass claps against his hips.

"All for you daddy" I began fucking back. Making sure to make the second stroke real hard. I looked back at him dead in his eyes, smiling as he fucked me.

"You wanna nut in this pussy baby"?

Michael grabbed his camera again, propping it up against our silk pillows. He yanked me by my ponytail, lifting me from the bed.

"Look into the camera" He demanded, deep stroking me. I moaned out loudly as my eyes rolled back. Michael slapped me again, yanking my head back harder, "Look into the fucking camera" Michael demanded again.

"I can't daddy" I groaned.

He slapped me back and forth across my ass, pushing deeper inside.

"Come back on it"!

This nigga has too much dick ok?

"It's too much" I moaned softly.

"Its too much"? He taunted, "MmMm, it's not. Come on you can take it baby" Michael grabbed me by my throat and gave me three firm strokes before pushing me on the bed and came on my back.

I quickly turned around and stuck my tongue out.

"I wanted it in my mouth daddy" I smiled as he nutted all over my face. Better off on me then in me.

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