Raheem was always a player and womanizer until a special someone came along. He though this person would the one until he broke his heart.
Now years later and back in his womanizing ways, Cairo seems to be making his way back into Raheem's life uni...
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I thought he was playing.....
That nigga wasn't playing
Smack smack smack
Oh fuck nigga!
Smack smack smack
This still my pussy?
YES!! NIGGA YES!!
Nigga wore my fat ass OUT! I lost my damn mind on that dick. Told his black ass I loved him and everything!🤦 Look, don't judge me! I was in the moment....
Smack smack smack
Move your hand!
You're too deep!!😭 FUCK!!
That's where it's s'posed to be at
Smack smack smack
Ohmygawd Ohmygawd Ohmygawd....
Look at him! Laying in my bed like he's the king of the world! Sleeping like a baby now....
SLAP!
Ride this mothafucka how I like it
Okaaaaaaay!!😭
You want to give it me. Let me have it! Smack! Let me have it Mrs. Jones
Okaaaaaaaay!!...?
"Why you staring at me?"
Huh?!
"Cairo! Why you staring at me?" He asked while rubbing his chiseled stomach. His bush momentarily peeking from under the covers. I felt my face burning red from the memories of last night. He went above and beyond just like I remember from years ago. It reminded me of my attraction to him.
Rah was the type of nigga that specialized at fucking. The bad part was, he KNEW he was good at it. And took pride in it. He still ain't shit though.
"Why you all the way over there?" He asked me with a cocky smirk on his face, "Take that shit off and get back in this bed" He made sure I was able to see his hand rubbing the ten inch monster that was hidden under the covers. He locked eyes with mine, biting his bottom lip while slowly stroking himself. Daring me to climb his tower again.
I would be a lying ass bitch if I said I didn't want to.
I looked over to my alarm clock which read 7:22 am. Momma would be coming in off her night shift any minute and I didn't feel like hearing her pass judgements about me sneaking men in her house. She used to stay fussing at me because she caught Rah in or around her house at crazy hours.
"Get dressed, you got to go home" I said as seriously as possible "Momma will be home any minute...."
