is this who we are? is this what we represent??




hell yeah hoe.

"Turn ova" he bossed, pulling his own underwear down.

veiny, 8/9 inch just jumping out towards me.

literally said 'rawrrr'

Need to cut that motherfucker down or sumn, save some for late-

too far bermaj .

I turned around, assuming to get on my fours, using a hand to move my untamed bob out of my face... taking the resource of uninterrupted vision & using it to glance back at him-cautiously.

Only for him to be staring right back at me.

Was starting to think this nigga knew everything... was always 10 steps ahead.

Like damn I ain't even made it to the stairs yet-

An arch being pushed into my back, my eyes still on his, seeing him more focused on tearing open the gold square packet. Sliding the jimmy onto his thick... thing.

My breath getting weighed & heavy from the anticipation, turning back straight.

-panties getting pulled down to my bent kneecaps. Eyes stuck on the white wall, my teeth nibbling at my bottom lip.

Finally, he pulled my torso towards him, his tip entering me-
































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