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you blow smoke out of your mouth, as you go in to take another drag. "damn yn, save some for me" connie speaks, smiling slightly at you.
he tries to take it out of your hand, but fails "unt unt, don't do that" you say, fighting the urge to smile.
"you'll get some when you get some" you talk in a bossy, harsh tone. you turn in your spot to look him in the eye. "yes ma'am"
he smiles and his smiley piercing flashes. as he sits closer, looking into your eyes. you take another drag of the blunt before holding it up to his lips.
he takes a drag and ghosted it, blowing the smoke into your face.
"lets take a shot on three" you speak, picking up a shot glass.
okay okay, so you and connie were good friends. maybe a little bit too good when y'all were high. y'all were best friends, nothing more nothing less.
it felt so hot in the room, you were on fire. the wet spot between your legs only grow as he licks his lips and looks into your brown eyes with his hazel ones.
you sit up on your feet, inhaling the smoke then blowing it into his mouth that was hung open. after all the smoke from your mouth is blown into his you kiss him.
you start to get on top of him, straddling his waist. the blunt stays in between your fingers as you make out with connie.
his fingers go through your brown hair, the kiss gets more aggressive. he sucks on your bottom lip, sending you over the edge.
you put the blunt down and start stripping, or he starts stripping you. he takes off your shirt, and begins kissing down your chest.
"fuck connie, this is so wrong" you breath out as he fondles with your boobs, sucking on them.
"it's so wrong, but it feels so good" he puts you on your back on the couch, unclipping your bra.
you breath out as he slips off your basketball shorts, seeing the wet spot lingering in your baby blue panties.
he chuckles and takes off your panties entirely. you shiver as you feel something cold by your hole.
you look down to see all of his rings still on his fingers. two fingers slide into you, slowly thrusting.
his long lanky fingers move like water, in a c motion. you breathe out, humming out in pleasure.
his fingers trail every spot inside of your pussy before finding the spot that he had over simulated multiple times.
he goes faster, hitting your g-spot. "fuck, constance." he continues, his dick getting harder and harder with your whines.
he groans before removing his fingers. he takes off the nike tech he was wearing before, to only be left in a wife beater and a silver chain.
you moan, looking at his lips. he licks them again before putting your legs around his shoulders.
this was his signature move, after he gets done with before he gives you the bombest head to top it off. but you had a feeling that he might not be done no time soon.
he holds your thighs in place as his tongue starts to touch your pussy. he starts by flicking his tongue, the room fills with low music and the sound of your moans.
his thick lips kiss your pussy lips, inserting his tongue over and over. you try to move, and he adds a hard grip on your thighs to keep you in place.
"where you think you going mama?" he speaks through damn near drowning.
"shut the fuck up and eat my pussy nigga" you mutter, snatching the nike beanie off of his head and gripping his messily kept buzz cut.
his face nearly gets suffocated with your thighs wrapped around his head. he loved your thick thighs, he loved when you damn near killed him.
no matter how hard it got to breathe he still ate you out like he never ate before.
"connie, i'm so close" you breathe out, moving like a fish out of water. you try to get up, the pleasure being too unbearable.
he loved how whenever you got closer to your orgasim you tried to run away, that made him go harder.
he ate you out as sloppy and fast paced as ever, making noises. his breathing, the wet sounds and your whimpers.
his tattooed hand holds the both of yours together, keeping you from moving.
his face stays still locked in between your thighs. "cmon y/n, cum for me baby"
that's all it takes, his deep voice saying your name. you start to shake as a ball starts to form at the end of your stomach.
you come all over his face, trying hold his head it doesn't work since he has you by the hands, restrained. you ride his face as he continues eating you up, you desperately rock your hips on his face, for more feeling.
"you did so good mamí" he starts "but we're not done yet"
he stands up on his knees, telling you to get up. you listen to what he says and get up "go ahead, take all of my clothes off baby"
he watches from above as you undo the drawstring to his nike tech, revealing his blue calvin klein boxers.
you wasted no time to take down his britches, revealing his 7 inch dick. his tip was brown, girthy, it was so pretty.
you lay on your knees and elbows, wrapping your hand around his dick. you lock your lips around his tip, sucking it as it leaked with precum.
he looks down at you through his droopy eyes. both of you guys were high as a kite, but at the end of the day that's the only way you guys would ever work out.. when youre high.
your hand pumps his dick as your mouth does it's work at the same time. you take every inch of him into your throat, gagging a bit.
he groans at the feeling of your throat getting tight around him. you come back up from deep throating him, kissing it up from the base to the tip.
he throws his head back and grabs your hair, pushing your head down, forcing you to take every inch of his again.
your hands play with his balls as you handle him in your mouth. you tap his thighs signaling that you couldn't breathe.
you start to suck him down again as your phone starts ringing. you look over to see stinka💗, connie looks over to where your looking to see your girlfriend calling you.
you grab your phone from the coffee table and pick up the phone "hey sasha, what's up?"
