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Ding!—His phone went off across the living room, alerting Troy of yet another text from his girlfriend; the mural artist didn't have to lay his eyes on it to know that fact. It was the night of her release party, and instead of being on her arm to celebrate her night, Troy had his dick in Cara's ultra wet and sloppy mouth. The noises from the seasoned mother deep-throating every inch he had to offer had his eyes rolling to the back of his head and mouth agape.
Troy assumed he was prepared for a older woman with lots of experience the way any young man believes, until he actually got one. Cara had that, and she was not letting up on the twenty-three year old any moment they had a sexual encounter and have been many. She put her soul into every suck and hand twist, every position; showing him what sex was like with a grown ass woman. She was the definition of knowing what she was doing in the bed, even teaching him things along the way that women enjoy.
Troy gravitated to dominant women naturally that had a sense of control over him. His mother started the trend, fisting his mind in the palm of her hand. Cara had him hooked sexually, loving the way his body responded to her. Hailey with the drug. Then there was Courtney, the one that had his heart.
His girlfriend shot in his brain the same moment his body tensed. Cara felt the throb in length and knew the sign of him about to ejaculate. She sped up, the bob of her head shifting her long hair with her movements.
"I gotta goo," he groaned, and in the same breath, he released his cum in her mouth with his hands shooting to her head and keeping her face in place.
Cara looked up at him, taking the semen down her slimy throat tunnel and by the way his elongated raspy groan escaped had her moaning too. Once he let go of the little he had left to give, he released her head and allowed her to breathe. Her mouth, chest, and her big perky breasts was drenched with spit. She smirked, watching him breathe the heaviest and reaching for the towel beside his thigh and to clean herself off. After, she went to wipe him dry.
"Goddamn!" Troy exhaled, holding the strong gaze with Cara. "I think you drained the fuck outta me, girl."
"Third times a charm." Cara winked, putting her shirt back on and she stood. She went over to the fireplace, grabbing her Newports and taking out a cigarette. She sparked it up, taking a hit, as she watched Troy pull up his pants.
"Shit felt a li'l weird wit that mural right there." Troy chuckled, glancing to the realistic mural of her son he created. "Feel like he lookin' right at us."
"But you let me do it three times," she released the thin smoke out her mouth, "It wasn't too weird for you."
Troy gave her shrug that she was correct. Cara offered the cigarette to him but he declined it. "I smoke Marlboro's. Can you hand me my phone?"
