G.L.A (Ghetto Love Affair)

(VIII) 24 Hrs.

Just as Makani arched to lower her lips to his shaft, Trey's hand on her throat directed her face upwards, his slick lips meeting hers hotly. She moaned softly as his tongue slowly slipped between her lips and met hers, Chris' hands cupped perfectly beneath her soft ass, slowly lifting her hips to slide back up his pulsing dick to adjust her to his girth. Makani lay her left hand against his shoulder, right on Trey's still slick shaft and began to slowly roll her hips to match his pace while stroking Trey's dick, his soft lips now wrapped her bottom as he moaned. 

"Fuck guh", Chris groaned. 

The moment his tip was almost at the entrance of her pussy, Makani slammed her hips back down against his and ground her in a slow circle to feel him hit the deepest parts within her. She followed the rhythm he set, as his sure fingers kept her ass palmed securely, his lips wrapped around the hardened right nipple. Trey's kiss only deepened as Makani's hand continued it's slow roll, starting from the base of his shaft and twisting in a snake dance, fully covering him with each pass and making sure to securely palm his tip with her thumb on the underside of the base to slide up the slit. 

The way his hips quivered with each pass, his mouth devouring hers passionately, Makani almost missed the way Chris slid further down the couch so that his hips rested past the edge, his legs braced to hold both of their weight. Fuck that was sexy. Makani wasn't a big girl but her tiny 5'2, 200lb frame wasn't light by any means, though most of her weight was below the waist. She now had to rest her hand against his chest instead to keep herself level with them both. Makani had to arch her feet so that her tiny feet could just barely touch the carpet, and even than only her toes made contact when his hips would lower her enough.

As his hips rolled, she couldn't help the flash of the vivid dream she'd had of this very scenario after watching the 'Take You Down' video. Makani had been entranced by the expert roll of his lean hips back then, wondering if he could also do it in the bedroom. She was so pleased to feel that he could. Chris was hitting spots she hadn't known were buried so deep in her endless sea.

"Oh God", she sighed in Trey's mouth. "Please. Yes..." 
"Please what?", Chris groaned, slowing the roll of his hips to tease her.

He was satisfied when Makani began to whine in her throat, rolling her hips against his slowly, to demonstrate what she wanted. 

"Don't stop. You feel so good Chris. Please. More", she gasped shakily.

Trey released her neck and allowed her to dip her head, forehead against the top of the couch so she could peer down at him, her desire screaming in her eyes. 

"I've always wanted you to do this. Just like that. Chris please?"

Makani almost wept, as he fed her salacious yearning for him to fulfill this desire for her, continuing the perfect lascivious rhythm that was all his own creation. 

"Say that shit again" 

Chris groaned, his grip on her waist tightening as he elevated her higher. He needed to be able to pound up into her little ass just the way he wanted, knowing she could take every inch of him now, and greedily craved it. 

"I've always wanted this. Chris please, don't stop" 
"Good girl" 

Makani's walls quivered around him at the phrase and Chris couldn't stop the arrogant smirk from tilting his lips as he granted her request. Clearly the way he rolled his hips, Chris quickly put together the pieces of just what she'd always wanted. Makani wasn't the first who'd expressed this to him before and he had no problem taking her on his ride. She was so damn little and thick he was definitely gon' tear her ass up. He wanted to hear her scream his name, in every key known to man, as she swallowed up every inch of him. He knew she liked to be talked through it for a fact now.