Islan-Dise

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Tre
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"I already had the moving company take all the living room furniture to storage. So the floor can be clear for dancing."

"C'mere." Tre holds on to me as I stand in the middle of the empty floor. "Thank fah all this."

"I love celebrating loved ones. I hope Flip really likes this. You're a good friend." We sway from side to side as he hums in my ear.

"He ain't stop talkin bout this weekend. He just happy somebody even throwing him a party. Well, outside his grandmama them."

"Mmm." I yawn.

"You need sum sum to wake you up?" He holds my hips and pulling me into his pelvis.

"Be good."

"Ion want to though." He licks my ear.

I look around. "I don't even want you to. We got time. Let's go." I grab his hand, pulling him to the room.

We both start undressing. "Hands and knees...get up there." I instruct him.

He climbs up on the bed. I slap his right cheek, then lower my mouth to bite it. Then I drag my tongue between his crack. "Fuck, eat that shit Tre."

He can be demanding like he doing the fucking.

I smile against his puckering hole, before devouring it. I suck on it, while he pushes back. So, I stick out my tongue and let him throw it back. He likes being ate and receiving a blow job. But above all that he just wants the D.

I have learned that my baby really, really love this dick. He wants it all the time. Our schedule has is so busy lately, with both of us in school and he even works now at Boon's job. We come home and are exhausted. It doesn't matter what time I wake up. Islan, wants me to make love to him. "You know I can't refuse you right?" I lick up and down his crack.

"Yeah, I know." His voice is still deep but soft.

I stand up, thrusting my dick between his cheeks. He whines. I slap his ass. "Stop that."

He looks back. "Put it in, baby."

I bite my lip. "You know I love when you beg for it."

He drops his face into the pillow and groans. Then turns his head to the side, so his face is flat against the pillow. I watch his eyebrows furrow. "Tre, please." He pushes back. He reaches in between his legs to stroke my tip. "Put it in."

"Get it ready then." He takes that same hand and brings it to his mouth. He spits on his fingers and rubs his fingers all over his hole. He does that twice.

I spit on my dick, placing one hand on his back as I enter him. I keep my eyes on his face. He instantly smiles upon me filling him. "This what you wanted, Pa?"

"Yeah, baby."

The way his body reacts to me. The way I've learned each and every way to please this man. It's one thing connecting in sex, but when our bodies become one. Especially, when I hit that spot at the perfect angle and Islan's soul leaves his body.