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"Kentrell stop fucking playing so much, and do it." Onika smacked her lips.

"No, you do it." He bit his lip. "I told you to suck my dick, I gave you head like multiple times. Gimme that gawk 3000."

"Nope." She fell on her stomach, and turned around laying on her back. "Not until you give me backshots."

They were going for round four, and Onika favorite position with Kentrell was backshots.

She didn't know why, she just loved the way he worked during it.

"All you care about is me blowing yo back out, you don't give a fuck about me." He looked away.

She tried to keep her eyes off his body, and looked at his face. "If I didn't give a fuck about you, I woulda been stopped talking to you."

"That's what every girl say." He looked back at her. "Lying ass."

She stood up on her knees, scooting to him as she pulled him into a kiss, before looking deep into his eyes. "I'm not lying."

His hands wrapped around her waist, as he listened to what she said but started to kiss her back.

His kisses trailed up and down her neck, until he met her ear, and mumbled. "I love you."

"Show me you do then." She replied back to him and he pushed her back against the bed, as she was able to flip over.

He slid into her immediately as she laid her head against the bed since they were at the end of the bed.

Her moans became louder as he deepened her arch, stroking all of him in her, biting his lip, and moaning a bit.

She had that type of effect on him.

He slapped her ass a couple times, as she started to throw it back, going at the pace he was going.

"Ahhh shit Kentrell, fuckkk." She moaned out as she held tightly into the bed sheets, and his pace quickened taking his dick deeper and deeper into her.

"Fuck you tight as hell." He grabbed her hair, yanking her head back as she moaned loudly at how aggressive he was being.

Their eyes met with each other, as he leaned down closer to her, opening his mouth up, letting spit fall into her mouth.

Her tongue quickly collected it all, and he leaned down pulling her into a sloppy kiss, saliva being exchanged as well.

His strokes never stopped, just speeded up, going faster and faster, as the sound of their kin clapping against each other filled the room.

Suddenly, they both heard a car pull up.

Onika tried to open her eyes, as Kentrell never stopped ramming his dick inside of her. "K- Kentrell, that's kenneth."