Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Sixty Five

Dwayne POV

I was now in between her legs, her back pressed against the rental's leather seats, knees pressed against her chest... Fully open for me.
The windows were heavily tinted but I am certain passerbys could hear our moans, has much has we tried to suppresed them.
Watching my dick as it slowly stroked her pussy, my mouth opened slightly... A low moan escaped my lips.

Her fat,creamy, tight pussy.

Fuck.

Gripping her neck, she wrapped her palm around my wrist,

Our eyes locked.

The music continued to bounce lowly.

Babes..
Just be nice, mon
Me nah watch you
I'm supervising you
Hahaha

We both we fully clothed, and it drove me to madness. I wanted to see her fully naked. I longed to see her gasped for air her just has she was doing now. Those bouncing pierced nipples of hers while I have her skinned out in my bed

--my tongue pressing stiffly in her pink core, feeling it quint against my lips.

I wished we had more space.

I wanted her so bad.

I wanted more.

My jaw tighten.

"Wayne-" she sweetly moans.

Her voice was much softer.

Unlike before.

Little Miss big woman

"Wayne- she tries to pull away, palming my gut, attempting to push me out of her paradise,

Baby, me concerned about your pum, pum
No waan you give it 'way
No waan you give it 'way
Jah know, me concerned about your pum, pum
No waan you give it 'way
No waan you give it 'way
Jah know mi concerned

"Move you hand," my voice was low in command

She gasped for air.

I felt the warm secretions on my dick.

That turned her on.

My nasty freak.

"Wayne- fuck,"

"Shut up," my thrust increased, I began to pound into her hard.

Her moans grew louder.

"Agh-- fuck, God"

God?

I wickedly grinned.

"Not god--a just Dwayne babes"

Call your phone 'bout four time
Don't get you, mi nuh know why
If me dream say you give it 'way
Gyal, you make a big man cry

"Yow, Dem no have no barbeque-" the car door opened.

Fuck, I forgot to lock the car.