benji
"bae, can we stop right here i gotta pee?," we were about 10 minutes ago and she gotta pee. "we like 10 minutes from the hotel and ain't no gas stations near, "can you hold it?," i ask looking over at her slightly increasing my speed.
"yea," she mumbles getting back comfortable in the seat. i swerve off the exit cutting the 10 minute drive into a 5 minute drive. "i hate when you do that dumb shit," she says rolling her eyes.
i drive for about 4 minutes before reaching the hotel we were staying at. we were staying in the presidential suite and from the way niggas be talkin bout it, it's like that.
once we got situated and exited the car, i checked in at the front desk while she admired the decorations. "look it's so pretty," she awes at the glass chandelier hanging over the lobby.
"i see it mama go use the bathroom," i tell her pointing pointing to the bathroom sign right beside the elevator. "reservation for sergio taylor," i tell the front desk man, "can i see your id?," he asks and i slide it across the table.
"alright mr. taylor here are your keys, please let us know if there's anything we can help you with," he smiles sliding the keys across the counter and my id.
i quickly grab them before turning in the direction of the elevator. "cmon," i tell her, who's not even paying attention standing near the elevator.
"what floor we on?," she asks getting in the elevator in front of me, "15th," i answer clicking the button and swiping the card. "that's the last floor," she says making me nod. "look how high up we are," she says looking out the glass wall in the elevator that shows outside.
"welcome to our presidential suite mr. taylor, enjoy your stay," the ai says before the elevators open. "oh my, baby this is amazing," she gushes at the room, "anything to see you happy princess," she wraps her arms around my waist while her chin rests on my forehead.
"drop yo draws and i mean right now," she says looking me in my eyes, "bae," i look at her with a 'are you serious' face. "i'm so serious," she says leaning up to kiss my lips before hopping on me and i automatically lock my hands together under her ass.
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"we got reservations at 8, so we only got 2 hours to get ready," i tell her while she attacks my neck. "i only need 1," she says sucking on my spot making me bite my lip.
"fuck," i mumble leading her to the bed that was smack dab in the middle of the room. she slides down her sweatpants and her underwear not wasting anytime, "i want you in me so bad baby," she says making my dick jump.
"imma give you what you want ma," i tell her connecting our lips again before sliding my shirt off letting her hands explore my chest. "you so pretty baby," i tell her removing her shirt to expose her titties that are never in a bra.
"you always got my shit out," i tell her wrapping my lips around her right nipple while rolling the other with my left hand. "mhm," she moans before i feel her hand slide down from my chest to her core.
"you want me to do it ma?," i ask kissing down her stomach moving her hand in the process, "yes baby please," she begs arching her stomach off the bed.
"you always walking around with my shit out," i tell her kneeding one of her tittys while kissing around her pussy. "i'm sorry," she whines rolling her hips, "calm down," i tell her.
"witcho needy ass," i mumble, "you made me like this ughh," she moans once i send a long lick to her core. "nah baby you been like this," i tell her devouring her shit.
