Take Me As I Am: Book Three

Don't You Remember?

Atlanta, Georgia

One month later...

Kris

The slurping, gurgling, mouth watering sound is like music to my ears and lust to a nigga's eyes. Seeing this pretty little lady's head bob up and down in my lap, making my rock hard dick disappear inside her mouth is absolutely glorifying if you'd ask me.

I can't remember the last time I got head from a female... maybe about a whole year before I met Kay. Speaking of her, it's been a month since we've contacted each other and I'm quite surprised to be honest.

And from what I've heard from Kiki, she's more than ready to deliver Ky'Ron. He's been causing her more problems than she can imagine, such as stressing, bloating, overly emotional, and having withdrawals from pursuing her music career.

I have faith that she'll pull through and I pray everyday and night for her and that God will guide her into the hopes of having a safe delivery.

She's currently seven months pregnant and ready to push him out-- so she says. Truthfully, I'm more than hurt by the way we left things off a month ago.

I was in my feelings due to the alcohol, which I also have managed to stop the excessive drinking as well. It's not like I want to drink every single day, but like everyone else with an alcoholic problem they use that as an excuse as to why life does not work out for them.

Kay truly knows me, and knows how I am when it comes to many personal situations. I've been doing fine in therapy, and have actually stopped going.

Me and Krissy are healing properly and awaiting to testify at court when the trial date approaches. Ingrid's loose boat pussy ass won't get away with what the fuck she did to me and my mini me.

Why would you get someone to stab a female you don't like?  Especially because her brother made everyone stop fucking with you.

Oh yeah, and another thing-- we got the tests results back. Thankfully I tested negative for every STD under the sun regarding her infested ass pussy as well Kameron too. But, the unlucky ones are that of two dudes who wanted to make her their wife.  They both stupid as fuck if you ask me.

For me, Ingrid was just a one time thing that I said I'd never go back to anyway. Glad she's in jail and can't make any threats to kill me and anyone I fuck with.

"Ahhh, daddy that dick tastes so good on my tongue." The female, Ciarra, speaks as she pats my dick on her pretty little tongue. She takes me whole back into her mouth, and I grip the back of her head to move her mouth motion up and down slowly to a steady rhythm.

I've gotten head three times in my life. All the time by Riah, and like literally everywhere we went she would give me some good head. It didn't even matter if we were in a restaurant, surrounded by hundreds of people, if she knew I wanted it then she'd give it to me.

I didn't formally have a problem with it because I'd always get lost in her mouth whenever she'd go to town on me. That was until the day she tried to do it in the back of mama Tisha's car while she decided to be the chauffeur on one of our many date nights.

Lord knows I loved me some Riah. Loved her to the point where I told my mama and auntie that I can see a future with us in her eyes. Those hypnotic brown eyes that always managed to suck me in and kill me every time. But, those days are over and long gone. She's been moved on, and so have I.

The second time I got head was from Ingrid, but I don't actually call it that because it was... she was a bit inexperienced and I actually don't know and see how. She's had more dick than any porn star I know, but her head game was down below negative twelve.