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LOCATION: SAN FRANCISCO 2:30 am
Yaz sat in the room with Zaria, watching as she slept. Yaz woke up a hour ago to her crying, and she couldn't go back to sleep once she put Zaria back to sleep. "You always keeping me up fat girl." She said, rubbing her head. The room door opened, and she looked up seeing Kentrell with his dreads all over his head.
"What you doing up, ma?" He asked, still rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. "Zaria woke me up and I couldn't go back to sleep sadly." She told him, standing up and yawning. Kentrell looked down at her, a smile crept onto his face.
"You a good momma Yaz, you know that?" He says, grabbing her waist gently. She smiled, and kissed him softly. Kentrell picked her up, leading them back to their room. Once they made it back, he put her down on the bed and took her shirt off.
The two hadn't been sexual since she gave birth to Zaria, so they had sexually tension between them. Kentrell began sucking on her neck, leaving hickies behind, he put a put a hand on her left boob as he paid attention to the other one. "Fuck Kentrell.." Yaz moaned out, her back arching from the bed.
He hummed softly, before kissing down her stomach. "You gone beg for it? Huh ma?" He asked her, groaning as he felt pre-cum leaking from his tip. "Yes Kentrell, can you touch me? please?" She begged, looking up at him. He smirked at her then pulled off her shorts and panties.
"Touch yo self fa' me baby." Kentrell says, and she did as he said. Her moans grew louder, and she felt a knot form in her stomach. Kentrell quickly moved her hand, and replaced it with his length. "I- Kentrell oh my god! take some out, pleaseee." She cried out.
Kentrell ignored her whining and started stroking in and out of her slowly. He bit down on his lip while he watched Yaz face scrunch up in satisfaction. Yaz felt her body become overwhelmed with pleasure, making her start moving her hips. Kentrell groaned out, as he started gripping her hips tighter.
"Fuck Yaz, what you doing?" He moaned, "Kentrell I'm cumming, like right now." She told him, and he looked down as she started to squirt. He smirked, pushing two fingers into her, and stroking her g spot. "Shit." They both cursed, and Kentrell nutted inside making the two substances combine, causing a thick creamy mixture.
Yaz smiled before sitting up, "I wanna ride, Trell." She told him, he nodded before pulling out then laid back on the bed. Yaz crossed over him, lining her entrance up with his tip and slowly going down on it. The two groaned together softly, before Yaz started moving her hips in a circular motion.
She bite down on her lip, trying not to release her moans that was building up. "You love me mama? Hm?" Kentrell questioned her, as he began to thrust his hips from the bottom causing Yaz to moan loudly. He slapped his hand over her mouth, and continued fucking her from the bottom.
