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"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"Anything. Shoot."

"Am I the first .. you know.. younger person that you've been with?" She looked at me , staring into my eyes making sure she got the truth and not a lie.

"I knew this question was coming." I sighed.

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I waited on Randall to answer my question. It was taking him a little too long so I started getting off the bed and walking towards the door

"Wait"—he ran up behind me and closed the door back—"sit down please."

"Why the fuck should I? Your answer is hella obvious." I stood there looking him dead in the eyes.

"Calm down. That's not the case."

I crossed my arms. "Then what is it?"

"You are the first and the last. I'm just upset that you'd think I just go around picking out younger females." He rested his face in his palms. "Now is starting to regret-" Before he could finish his sentence, I removed his hands from his face.

"Stop Randall. Don't regret anything."

"I just feel bad about this. I wasn't supposed to be attracted to you or even kiss you.."

"Randall cut it out. Do you see a future with me when you look in my eyes?" I held his head up.

"When I look into your eyes I see my whole future." I kissed his lips passionately. Of course what we was doing was a tad bit wrong but we already fuck with each other heavy. It's not that easy to let go.

"Wanna shower with me?" He asked while raising an eyebrow.

"Babe don't make that face"—I laughed—"I took one before I got here."

"Should've waited for me." He smiled while looking for clothes. "Your ass better be in here when I get out the shower."

"Hey I make no promises." I smiled and shooed him off. He disappeared into the bathroom and I made my way downstairs, almost busting my ass on the last two steps. I laughed at myself.

Stupid mane..

I put my glasses back on. Lord knows I need them. After grabbing some whip cream, strawberries, and chocolate syrup, I walked back upstairs. After 10 minutes of munching on fruit, he came out the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his body.

Teasing me

"Why?" I asked while biting another strawberry. "Almost naked. Trying to tease me?" I was curious to see how big his member was. I fantasized about it's size in my mind.

"You thought I was naked huh. I have on boxers. " he removed the towel. "Who told you to go in my refrigerator?"

"Me the fuck?"

"And probably ate all the big ones.." he said while trying to look in the bowl. "Got the whip cream and chocolate.. " he smacked his lips at me. I placed the strawberry near his mouth to bite and he ate the whole thing.

"Damn. Big mouth ass." I joked.

"I bought it. Shit." He kissed me. "Lips taste real sweet." He kissed me again. I rubbed the chocolate sauce on his chest on purpose. "Really? I just got out the shower." He complained.

"Stop whining babe. Lemme get it off." I began licking it off his chest. "See."

"Seriously?" He chuckled. —I grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup and dripped it a little bit above his boxers. "Aye now. You making me sticky." He smacked my ass really hard.

"Aye now I was gonna get it off now that hurt." I sassed. "I'm still gonna get it off." I smiled. I licked and sucked it off.

"You don't know what you starting right now." He grabbed at his now, hard dick. "Don't even know what to do with it." He shook his head.

"Watch this." I pulled his boxers down and his dick flung up. I put some whip cream on it and looked into his eyes before sucking it off. Still keeping eye contact, I added some chocolate and began sucking it.

"Damn." He groaned.

I sped up and slowed down while letting my spit run down the shaft. I used my hands before deep throating the whole thing. He closed his eyes and I knew he was gonna cum soon.

"I want you to cum on my face." I told him.

"Sure?"

"Yeah." After about 3 more minutes he began stroking it quickly and it shot all over my face. "Mm now how do I look?"

"Even better than before." He laughed and sighed.

And that was that.














Authors note: This chapter cracked me up I'm not gonna lie.

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