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by six inches, and he was horny.
He had paid fifty dollars for four hours at the Executive, a sleazy, cheap motel on the Conduit, and was willing to give Starr another hundred just to fuck her.
âUmm, you a big boy, right?â Starr said, grabbing his crotch and feeling him up. She definitely felt the bulge.
Bamboo was a corner thug, always out drinking in bars and clubs, hollering at every big-butt woman who passed his way, starting fights with strangers, and paying for pussy constantly.
âYour pussy tight, right?â he asked, moving his hand in between her legs and resting it against her damp pussy. He then pushed his index finger into Starr, causing her to jolt a little. She had on a short miniskirt, no panties, as usual, and her shirt was open, revealing her full-sized breasts.
âYou like it? You like how tight my shit feels?â Starr said.
She began seducing him further by unbuckling his pants and reaching for his dick. She pulled out his dick and was awed by the size of it.
Bamboo smiled. âYeah. You like that, right?â he said in a sleazy way.
âHow big?â she asked as she stroked him gracefully, moving her hand slowly up and down his shaft.
âTen inches,â he boasted.
âDamn!â
âYou ever had it that big?â he asked.
Starr shook her head. âNo, to be honest.â
âWell, youâre in for a treat tonight.â
Starr smiled and continued to jerk him off, hearing Bamboo moan as he felt her warm hands heat up his dick. But she stopped suddenly.
âWhy you stop? I want that,â Bamboo said, looking so desperate.
âYou want it, then you gotta pay for it first,â she proclaimed, stepping back from him.
Her eyes were fixed on his big dick. She thought,
Damn, I need to charge this niggah extra if he wanna put that shit in me.
Bamboo pulled out a small knot of fifty-dollar bills from his pants pocket, and then dropped them to the floor. He stood in front of Starr, hanging like an anaconda.
âYou said a hundred, right?â he asked.
âBamboo, Iâm sorry to say, but with that big dick, I gotta charge you an extra fifty,â Starr stated.
âFor what? You said a hundred,â he snapped back.
âNiggah, do you see that thing? You can play jump rope witâ that dick,â she quipped.
âShit ainât fair, Starr. We agreed on a hundred.â
âI know, but itâs my pussy, and if Iâm gonna be handling that, then you coming out your pockets, niggah.â
Bamboo stood there with his pants lying around his ankles, contemplating if he should pay the extra fifty. Being horny didnât help him much.
âFuck you, Starr. Here.â He passed her three fifty-dollar bills.
âNice doinâ business witâ you,â she said, placing the money in a secure location.
Starr started to get undressed. She got completely naked and motioned for Bamboo to come closer as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Bamboo moved toward her, eager like a child on Christmas Eve. Heâd heard stories about Starr, niggahs claiming that she was the best when it came to giving blow jobs and fucking. He had to find out for himself.
Bamboo, clad in just a T-shirt, stood over Starr. His dick looked as if it weighed a ton. He was huge, and Starr knew that it was a challenge for her. But she was up for it.
She gripped his big dick in her hand and fondled him down to his balls. Afterward, she positioned her mouth near the tip of his dick, and taunted him by licking around the head and sucking on the tip.
Bamboo kept quiet as he waited and watched.
Starr looked at the dick for a quick moment, inspecting it, and then she swallowed him up completely. Bamboo was in shock watching ten inches disappear into her mouth.
âYo, all that shit went down your throat?â he asked in amazement, peering down at Starrâs bobbing head.
But Starr didnât respond. She was focused on her
He had paid fifty dollars for four hours at the Executive, a sleazy, cheap motel on the Conduit, and was willing to give Starr another hundred just to fuck her.
âUmm, you a big boy, right?â Starr said, grabbing his crotch and feeling him up. She definitely felt the bulge.
Bamboo was a corner thug, always out drinking in bars and clubs, hollering at every big-butt woman who passed his way, starting fights with strangers, and paying for pussy constantly.
âYour pussy tight, right?â he asked, moving his hand in between her legs and resting it against her damp pussy. He then pushed his index finger into Starr, causing her to jolt a little. She had on a short miniskirt, no panties, as usual, and her shirt was open, revealing her full-sized breasts.
âYou like it? You like how tight my shit feels?â Starr said.
She began seducing him further by unbuckling his pants and reaching for his dick. She pulled out his dick and was awed by the size of it.
Bamboo smiled. âYeah. You like that, right?â he said in a sleazy way.
âHow big?â she asked as she stroked him gracefully, moving her hand slowly up and down his shaft.
âTen inches,â he boasted.
âDamn!â
âYou ever had it that big?â he asked.
Starr shook her head. âNo, to be honest.â
âWell, youâre in for a treat tonight.â
Starr smiled and continued to jerk him off, hearing Bamboo moan as he felt her warm hands heat up his dick. But she stopped suddenly.
âWhy you stop? I want that,â Bamboo said, looking so desperate.
âYou want it, then you gotta pay for it first,â she proclaimed, stepping back from him.
Her eyes were fixed on his big dick. She thought,
Damn, I need to charge this niggah extra if he wanna put that shit in me.
Bamboo pulled out a small knot of fifty-dollar bills from his pants pocket, and then dropped them to the floor. He stood in front of Starr, hanging like an anaconda.
âYou said a hundred, right?â he asked.
âBamboo, Iâm sorry to say, but with that big dick, I gotta charge you an extra fifty,â Starr stated.
âFor what? You said a hundred,â he snapped back.
âNiggah, do you see that thing? You can play jump rope witâ that dick,â she quipped.
âShit ainât fair, Starr. We agreed on a hundred.â
âI know, but itâs my pussy, and if Iâm gonna be handling that, then you coming out your pockets, niggah.â
Bamboo stood there with his pants lying around his ankles, contemplating if he should pay the extra fifty. Being horny didnât help him much.
âFuck you, Starr. Here.â He passed her three fifty-dollar bills.
âNice doinâ business witâ you,â she said, placing the money in a secure location.
Starr started to get undressed. She got completely naked and motioned for Bamboo to come closer as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Bamboo moved toward her, eager like a child on Christmas Eve. Heâd heard stories about Starr, niggahs claiming that she was the best when it came to giving blow jobs and fucking. He had to find out for himself.
Bamboo, clad in just a T-shirt, stood over Starr. His dick looked as if it weighed a ton. He was huge, and Starr knew that it was a challenge for her. But she was up for it.
She gripped his big dick in her hand and fondled him down to his balls. Afterward, she positioned her mouth near the tip of his dick, and taunted him by licking around the head and sucking on the tip.
Bamboo kept quiet as he waited and watched.
Starr looked at the dick for a quick moment, inspecting it, and then she swallowed him up completely. Bamboo was in shock watching ten inches disappear into her mouth.
âYo, all that shit went down your throat?â he asked in amazement, peering down at Starrâs bobbing head.
But Starr didnât respond. She was focused on her
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