𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭

Get Out

Rain tapped against the glass as the mellow sounds of R&B played softly throughout the room. It was dark, damn near pitch black. In fact the only pieces of light came from the window, framing the glowing skyline. It made the atmosphere feel a lot like floating in the night sky surrounded by a cluster of stars. The only thing louder than the rain and music was the sounds coming from Kenya as she moaned in pleasure.

She was laid flat on her back, legs in the air, feet in her hands as Donnie moved in and out of her with quick short strokes. They had been going at it for almost two hours, making sure to take small breaks between each round. They would fuck, rest, talk, rehydrated, then were back at it again. Each time Kenya was left with a happy ending. Currently Donnie had her ass folded up like laundry. She had been twisting and flipping Kenya in positions she didn't even know her body was capable of being in because she wasn't the flexible type.

Donnie was fucking her like she had a point to prove. No, scratch that, like she could feel it as if the strap around her waist was an extension of her own body. It may as well have been the way she was carrying on. What Kenya didn't know was that Donnie actually could feel it. With every thrust she could feel the strap brushing against her own clit. She definitely felt something it just wasn't the way a man could. She went deeper, hitting Kenya's g-spot repeatedly causing her body to tremble. It was like her hands had a mind of their own the way they instantly began pushing against Donnie's abdomen.

Kenya's eyes squeezed shut as their bodies played a game of tug of war. She wanted her to keep going. She needed Donnie to keep hitting that muthafucka until she couldn't take it any longer despite what her hands were doing. It seemed like the more she pushed the harder Donnie went, while demanding that she move her hands in the process. It was so dark, she was so rugged and dominating that Kenya found herself forgetting that it was a woman making her feel this way. The only thing snapping her out of it was the sound of her voice. It wasn't high pitched by any chance but it lacked the deep baritone of a males voice that Kenya was accustomed to.

Donnie could tell her climax was nearing by the way she was acting. She quickly pulled out and wrapped her lips around Kenya's clit. She used one of her hands to spread it open further as she sucked and licked on it with expertise. Kenya's moans grew louder as her body began flapping like a fish out of water. Donnie reached under her, locking her arms around Kenya's waist so she couldn't run. She was treating her as if she was the world's sweetest exotic fruit. Mr. Owl trying to reach the middle of a Tootsie Pop head ass.

" Oh, shiiiiiiiit!" Kenya cried out.

She was a squirter. Donnie knew what she was dealing with now so she came prepared. She managed to get out of the way before she drowned again. Instead it dripped all over the towel she had lying beneath them. Once the fluid was over she kissed Kenya's southern lips a few more times, loving the way her body reacted to her tongue. Due to the sensitivity she felt now, every time Donnie's mouth touched her area Kenya's breath got caught in her throat and her body would jerk involuntarily.

" Oh, my God, Stooopid!" Kenya said laughing as she gently pushed her head away. She had enough and was finally tapping out. After three orgasms she was physically drained.

" Aight, that shit was kinda funny though" Donnie cackled before finally climbing out of the bed. She disappeared into the bathroom to freshen up. She cleaned her piece and put it away before taking a quick shower. When she emerged from the bathroom she was in a fresh cleaned white tee, PSD underwear and loose pajama pants.

Kenya went in next. While she was in the shower Donnie removed the sheets from the bed and replaced everything so they could sleep comfortably. It was late, she was tired and all she wanted to do was get some rest with her shawty by her side. She claimed back in bed and bundled up. Kenya came from the bathroom and grabbed an oversized tee and a pair of shorts from the closet. After she was dressed she sat down at the foot of the bed. Donnie was so tired she didn't even bother opening her eyes. She simply rolled over onto her side and lifted the cover up, allowing Kenya to slide in front of her in a spoon position.