21. Control

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“Did you know your Mama is being screwed by three men behind those double doors?” the Stranger told Mack.

Mack didn’t care. “No, man!”

A toothy grin.“She’s 50 but she still got that fire, like her son! She always talking about somebody in church, telling people she don’t do any wrong but where is she right now?”

Ecstasy had him trapped like a confined maniac. “It feels so good! I don’t want to talk about my Mama!”

“Lloyd, your brother is inside being smashed by all kind of men?”

Lloyd was lost in my pussy.

“Is that right…?” He was panting, trying to catch his breath, the pleasure breaking his body down. Lloyd looked pleased. “…I know you getting this ass next.”

“You know it, Niggah!”

“I want it now!”

“You get it when I say you get it.”

“I want it now!” he begged like a bitch.

“What did I say?”

“I need it, Daddy!”

“I’m not your Daddy!"

“Please!"

“BEG FOR THE DICK!”

“Please, give it to me. Now! I need it, I want it. I want it all day and all night! Don’t make me take that dick! You know I crave it daily and nightly. When I’m at work I crave it!”

“CONVINCE ME!”

“I don’t know how to, Daddy!”

“Then you don’t want this dick.”

I wished I had a camera. This type of shit you documented and sent to HBO. This was crazy! I never knew anything like this ever existed in this world. It seemed so la la land.

So contrived.

So make believe.

This was something out of a fantasy. And I couldn’t believe I was a part of it.

I didn’t want this day to end.

I wished it could last forever…

Lloyd was in paradise, not showing any signs of leaving my pussy alone.

“I got you, gangster,” he told Mack’s
Golden Mask Partner.

“I’m the boss! You hear me? I run it how I see fit. I got the best dong in the building…”

He looked at his partner. “Who it belongs to?”

Mack was gone. No inhibitions. “It’s yours!”

“Hold that booty open. Jasmine, go put his dick back in your mouth, let me see that shit.”

Obviously he was in control. I did what he said, even though my name wasn’t Jasmine.

Where did he get that name from?

Lloyd seemed a little exhausted. I didn’t care. I took Mack back into my mouth. He was a little limp, but in no time I got him up again.

He held my head.

“Did I tell you to let that booty hole go,
bitch?”

Mack let go my head quickly and spread himself back open.

“…And you better not let your dick fall out home girl’s mouth!”

“You like that, Daddy?” Mack asked
seductively.

“Oooh, shit! That’s what I’m talking about! You got some good ass!”

“Hell yea, Daddy!”

“Where you want this nut?”

“In Jasmine’s mouth!”

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