"Odell." I tapped his back with my full hand this time.
"What?" He mumbled, not waking up.
"We can't stay out here."
By out here, I meant our garage. O's horny, already hard ass, could not make it out of the garage.
We moved our kids seats out the back seat, so ratchet parents of us I know, put them in the front and the moment I got back in the car, Odell Cornelius pounced on me like a damn lion, that hadn't ate in weeks, and I was the first animal he saw.
20 minutes later, my Carolina Panther had this nigga gone like this...wait for it
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Into a sleep, he refused to wake up from. We were both naked in the backseat, with his ass laying on top of me, holding on for dear life knocked out.
"Odell." I sighed irritated.
"Leave me be K damn." He whined and made himself more comfortable on top of me.
"Leave you be? Nigga we are naked in the garage. What if Shep comes out here or Anna, or one our babies?" I said hysterical.
I waited for a response.
I got one. His ass snoring.
"Odell."
I got no response.
"Odell, what are we going to do about the reservations, they charge you if you don't show up."
He continued to call the hogs.
I rolled my eyes, reached for my phone that happened to be in the pocket of my pants that were on the car floor and called the resort.
"Hi yes, I want to cancel a reservation. An emergency came up and we can't make it."
The person on the other end ask for my name.
"Odell Beckham is who the reservation is under." I said.
They searched and found our reservation, regretfully apologized we couldn't make it, and hoped we booked with them again.
I thanked them and hung up.
"Odell."
He didn't respond.
"We cannot stay out here like this. We have to at least go in the house."
"Give me ten mo minutes." He changed his head to the other side getting more comfortable.
