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club. Once we got in, the Mexican goddess
stuck her tongue down my throat. She reached down, unzipped my pants and pulled
my dick out. Real aggressive.
    “I miss you, papi.” She
started bobbing on my shaft like a true professional.
    “Damn. Suck that
muhfucka, bitch,” I demanded.
    “ Mmm , papi.” She
came up for air, then went back to work. She yanked the top of her dress and
bra down while she sucked my dick, revealing her round breasts. Her knees were
in my passenger seat, ass facing my passenger window, her face in my lap.
    I fingered her pussy
while she continued to knock me down. She was hot and wet.
    “Damn that pussy wet,”
I said.
    She got off my dick and
straddled me. I hit the button to slide my seat all the way back. People were
walking by and all that. But she didn’t care and neither did I. My dark tint
concealed us. Her tight, wet pussy gripped my dick as she went up and down my
manhood.
    “Damn, papi,” she
moaned. “ Mmm … yes, papi .. Oh God …”
    I gripped her ass while
she rode me. Her plump breasts sat in my face so I played with them with my
tongue.
    “I’m comin’, Spade! Aaah ,
yes!”
    I grabbed her hips and
slammed her down on my dick. I knew I was about to nut soon. This little
Mexican bitch was riding the shit out of a nigga!
    “I’m comin’ again,
Spade!” she screamed. I exploded also, and she collapsed on top of me. She
started sucking my neck while she sat on me, her pussy juices running down my
thighs.
    When she finally got
off my dick, she sat in my passenger seat and pulled the visor down. She
straightened herself up in the mirror. She glanced over at me, biting her
bottom lip. Still looking sexy as hell.
    “Let me see your
phone,” she said.
    I handed it to her. She
put her number in my phone and I gave her mine. She kissed me on the cheek and
reached for my door handle.
    She said, “See you
soon, baby.”

CHAPTER 12
     
    I was stepping out the bathroom of
Casey’s house. I had to wash Selena’s juices off me. I sat down on the bed and Casey
started applying lotion to my back.
    “So who keyed yo truck,
Spade?”
    “This lil’ bitch named
Tamika,” I said.
    “Wit’ the red Charger?”
She sounded disappointed.
    “Yeah.”
    “You sho’ know how to
pick ‘em.” She stood up. “That lil’ hoe just lookin’ for a nigga to save her.”
    “I only hit her one
time, strapped up and all.” I looked at Casey seriously. “And she swore I got
her knocked up.”
    “Huh, that lil’ bitch.”
She laughed.
    “I’m hip,” I said.
    Casey left the room. I
finished applying my hygiene. It was getting late so I laid back and relaxed.
The movie that was on the tube—some AMC drama starring Morgan Freeman—slightly
had my attention, but I was tired. Casey came back in the room and laid next to
me wearing a tank top and thong. I was watching the tube; she wanted to play,
started kissing on my torso. She came up to look me in my eyes.
    “I love you, Spade,”
she said sincerely. “And I’m sorry.”
    “It’s coo’. And I love
you too,” I said.
    She grabbed a condom
from her dresser.
     
    ***
     
    I was sleep on Sonya’s living room
couch. I woke up when I heard noises coming from the stairs. I sat up and
looked around, didn’t see anyone. As I walked up the stairs, the noises got
louder.
    “Oh! Oh! Oh!”
    The familiar moan got
even louder. I made it to the bedroom door; it was cracked open a little. Sonya
was riding some nigga, but I couldn’t see him.
    “Ah, shit, Duece!” she
screamed.
    What the fuck?!
    “You like that, bitch?”
he asked.
    I couldn’t move from
the door.
    “Yes, baby … Oooo!” she cried.
    I finally walked in.
    “What the fuck yall doin’?”
I asked. They didn’t answer me. Sonya got off of Duece, then got on her knees
so Duece could fuck her from the back.
    “Damn this pussy wet,”
he said. Nicole came in the room ass naked and joined them. The bitch didn’t
even acknowledge me. She got under Sonya, and Sonya