𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 || 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

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heyy this freaky asf. yall really getting a new me w the smuts bc idgaf what mfs gotta say about me writing freaky shit i love it!

 yall really getting a new me w the smuts bc idgaf what mfs gotta say about me writing freaky shit i love it!

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CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
9:28am
JEANNÉ

my eyes fluttered open to kisses being peppered on my neck. i smiled, already knowing it's my man, von. i'm pleasantly surprised my stomach not on 10 after all the liquor we had last night.

he was spooning me, a position we fall asleep in all the time.

his hands were warm, he glided over my titties before squeezing my right nipple, "wake up ma, it's bricked for you."

"damn nigga we just went to sleep..." my voice cracked due to my vocal chords being at rest for over 6 hours as he pulled my body close to his, sniffing as he focused in on guiding his dick into me.

"nigga—" i moaned out feeling his dick deep in my stomach, making tiny pleasure spurts form in my veins.

one thing about my husband, he was always ready.

von didn't worry about how long we were at it, the conditions we're in, nun of that.

his touch was like medicine to me. only he could do my body like this. and he knows it.

he wrapped his muscular arm around my neck, putting a bitch in a chokehold while he kept pounding deep into me.

it felt like he was tickling my guts as he massaged my spot with his 9-inch dick. my moans seemed to be a problem for him since he covered my mouth with his hand.

"ouu fuck you wetting my dick up..." he mindlessly moaned before nibbling on my cheek, "ima keep making you cum...so you might as well call off now..."

i was briefly snapped out of lustful trance once he mentioned the fact that i have work. i don't even know why we got that fucked up to the point where i forgot i had work today.

"no babe i have to go...i didn't go sunday—" i attempted removed his arm but he just tighten his grip gently while pulling my left leg up to go deeper.

he knew this would shut me up, making me focus on him fucking me instead of my job.

thank god i'm cool with my supervisor otherwise i'd be fired.

wet squelching noises were heard just above my whimpers, letting me know i was creaming on his dick.

"ouu shit it feel good when you hit it from the side baby..." i let him know; eyes closed as i chewed on my bottom lip.

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