Timbs.
“What the hell you think you doing?” Alinna asked, looking over to the night table where Dante was sitting both .40’s.
“Take that shit off or I’ma take it off for you,” Dante instructed Alinna, as he stepped out of his jeans.
“Fuck you!” Alinna told him, but hurried off the bed when Dante grabbed the back of her jeans. “Aaahhh!”
Ignoring Alinna’s screaming and scraping at him, and the blow’s she threw at him, Dante simply ripped the shirt she was wearing off her back, and then began to undo her jeans as she fought him the entire time he worked.
Fighting Dante in her thong and a Gucci shirt that he ripped open, Alinna punched and scratched at him but stop dead in mid-swing with her eyes and mouth wide open after feeling the size of him as he slowly slid in her.
Feeling exactly when Alinna stopped fighting, Dante smiled as he lifted up above her, meeting her eyes while slowly moving in and out of her.
“Now tell me now the reason why you were questioning me about having a girl.”
Opening her mouth to speak but unable to form words, Alinna simply released a deep moan as she reached for Dante.
Allowing Alinna to pull him down against her, feeling her pushing up meeting him as he went deep inside her, Dante turned his lips to her ear first kissing her ear loaf, licking it then whispering, “This what you wanted isn’t it?”
Nodding her head, Alinna gripped Dante back tighter as he pushed deeper inside her causing a scream to rip from her throat.
“When I ask a question, you answer me with words. Do we understand each other?” Dante told her speaking into Alinna ear again.
“Yesss, yes Dante, yess,” she moaned for him.
“Now isn’t this what you wanted or is it something more you want?” he asked as he ran his right hand up to her right breast pulling the bra cup down feeling her breast.
Feeling herself close to cumming, Alinna moaned out, “Dante, Dante I’m … I’m getting ready to cum.”
“Then you better tell me what I want to hear or I’ma stop that nut from popping,” Dante told her pumping deeper as a little deeper as he played with her right pink nipple. “Talk shorty or I’m stopping.”
“Dante pleeeasses,” Alinna cried, feeling herself close to cumming.
“Last chance; talk Alinna,” Dante ordered, slowing down only to have Alinna legs wrapped around his waist trying to force him deeper inside of her. “Talk Alinna.”
“It’s you Dante. I want you nigga. I want your stupid ass, now make me cum damn it,” Alinna screamed, beating his back.
“My pleasure,” Dante replied, smiling as he began digging deeper and slamming inside of Alinna causing her to scream at the top of her lungs as she exploded hard with enough pressure he felt her squirting back at him from her pussy.
* * *
After being woken up by Vanessa the next morning by loud laughter and seeing Dre at the room door, Vanessa walked inside the room and picked up Dante’s jeans in her left hand and Alinna’s ripped panties in her right. Dante laid where he was with a smile on his lips while Alinna curled up under him pulling the blanket up over her head.
“Vanessa, get the hell out of here and take Dre with you!” Alinna yelled from under the blanket.
Laughing as he held his side, Dante asked both Dre and Vanessa to leave the room so they can get dressed.
“I may as well get something to wear and go back to Andre’s room,” Vanessa said, still smiling as she went over to her recently purchased bag.
Waiting until both Dre and Vanessa finally left the room, Dante pulled the blanket from over Alinna’s head. “They’re gone, shorty.”
“I can’t believe I was sleeping that hard,” Alinna said sitting up in bed. “How did we let them walk in on us still sleeping together?”
“Whoa hold up, shorty,” Dante said losing his smile as he sat upwards. “What do you mean catching us sleeping together? You trying to make this shit some type of secret between
“What the hell you think you doing?” Alinna asked, looking over to the night table where Dante was sitting both .40’s.
“Take that shit off or I’ma take it off for you,” Dante instructed Alinna, as he stepped out of his jeans.
“Fuck you!” Alinna told him, but hurried off the bed when Dante grabbed the back of her jeans. “Aaahhh!”
Ignoring Alinna’s screaming and scraping at him, and the blow’s she threw at him, Dante simply ripped the shirt she was wearing off her back, and then began to undo her jeans as she fought him the entire time he worked.
Fighting Dante in her thong and a Gucci shirt that he ripped open, Alinna punched and scratched at him but stop dead in mid-swing with her eyes and mouth wide open after feeling the size of him as he slowly slid in her.
Feeling exactly when Alinna stopped fighting, Dante smiled as he lifted up above her, meeting her eyes while slowly moving in and out of her.
“Now tell me now the reason why you were questioning me about having a girl.”
Opening her mouth to speak but unable to form words, Alinna simply released a deep moan as she reached for Dante.
Allowing Alinna to pull him down against her, feeling her pushing up meeting him as he went deep inside her, Dante turned his lips to her ear first kissing her ear loaf, licking it then whispering, “This what you wanted isn’t it?”
Nodding her head, Alinna gripped Dante back tighter as he pushed deeper inside her causing a scream to rip from her throat.
“When I ask a question, you answer me with words. Do we understand each other?” Dante told her speaking into Alinna ear again.
“Yesss, yes Dante, yess,” she moaned for him.
“Now isn’t this what you wanted or is it something more you want?” he asked as he ran his right hand up to her right breast pulling the bra cup down feeling her breast.
Feeling herself close to cumming, Alinna moaned out, “Dante, Dante I’m … I’m getting ready to cum.”
“Then you better tell me what I want to hear or I’ma stop that nut from popping,” Dante told her pumping deeper as a little deeper as he played with her right pink nipple. “Talk shorty or I’m stopping.”
“Dante pleeeasses,” Alinna cried, feeling herself close to cumming.
“Last chance; talk Alinna,” Dante ordered, slowing down only to have Alinna legs wrapped around his waist trying to force him deeper inside of her. “Talk Alinna.”
“It’s you Dante. I want you nigga. I want your stupid ass, now make me cum damn it,” Alinna screamed, beating his back.
“My pleasure,” Dante replied, smiling as he began digging deeper and slamming inside of Alinna causing her to scream at the top of her lungs as she exploded hard with enough pressure he felt her squirting back at him from her pussy.
* * *
After being woken up by Vanessa the next morning by loud laughter and seeing Dre at the room door, Vanessa walked inside the room and picked up Dante’s jeans in her left hand and Alinna’s ripped panties in her right. Dante laid where he was with a smile on his lips while Alinna curled up under him pulling the blanket up over her head.
“Vanessa, get the hell out of here and take Dre with you!” Alinna yelled from under the blanket.
Laughing as he held his side, Dante asked both Dre and Vanessa to leave the room so they can get dressed.
“I may as well get something to wear and go back to Andre’s room,” Vanessa said, still smiling as she went over to her recently purchased bag.
Waiting until both Dre and Vanessa finally left the room, Dante pulled the blanket from over Alinna’s head. “They’re gone, shorty.”
“I can’t believe I was sleeping that hard,” Alinna said sitting up in bed. “How did we let them walk in on us still sleeping together?”
“Whoa hold up, shorty,” Dante said losing his smile as he sat upwards. “What do you mean catching us sleeping together? You trying to make this shit some type of secret between
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