You Gone Respect Us

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When Zac got to Fatima's place she was sitting on the couch with a glass of her favorite wine watching TV

Zac: I see you got the candles lit you done calmed down 

What was all that shit you were talking on the phone about how I wasn't putting down 

He leaned down to try and hear Fatima's response 

Fatima: I was in my feelings people stay pissing me off 

Zac: But did your man do something though 

Fatima: No you didn't, you've been great 

Zac: What I can't hear you say it louder for the people in the back 

Fatima: You know what don't start 

Zac: Hey I ain't start nothing I am just here to finish it  

I'm just saying you got some making up to do better yet like I said over the phone I can show you better than I can tell you 

Planting kisses all over Fatima he removed the silky robe she had on with nothing else underneath 

Fatima already knew what time Zac was on she was already prepared she needed her back to be blown out 

Zac pinned Fatima's arms down to the side and didn't waste any time teasing her. Fatima's pussy was wet and ready. Zac's dick slide in perfectly like he made a home run making it past every base. 

Fatima bit down on her bottom lip as Zac thrusted harder and harder and dug deeper Fatima moved her hips causing her to feel every inch in the pit of her stomach 

That shit felt so good they were in sync with each other Fatima didn't have to tell Zac what to do do he knew exactly what to do every time 

Just as Zac was about to pull out Fatima squirted all over him 

Her legs were still shaking and her pussy was still throbbing 

Fatima: I'm sorry 

Zac: No need to apologize that shit was sexy 

They laid there with their legs interlocked with each other 

Zac: So who made my baby mad who do I need to fuck up 

Fatima: One eye Freddy 

We already had to put his ass in place that's how he lost his first eye

Zac: Well looks like he doesn't care about his sight or life 

Fatima: I guess not I'm gone show his ass this time 

Zac: I'll handle it 

Fatima: Oh you gone handle it for me 

Zac: Hell yeah you can sit back and watch if you like 

Fatima: I may just do that and let my man handle it 

It was sexy as hell seeing you coming busting through those doors in Cuba 

Zac: I had to have my queens back 

Fatima: I appreciate that because I actually never had a man on the same level as me and stood up as a man 

It's refreshing to see and have that 

Zac: I told you from the beginning I am a street nigga dressed up in a suit and I can see me in you just a female version. What you see is what you get no fake shit 

Fatima: That's what I love about you 

Kissing  on Zac's lips 

Zac: But naw I'll handle that shit tomorrow first thing. 

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