After i posted the video of us fucking, i just waited.
In the meantime i called my Detroit boo back.
"Hey boo."
"What's up beautiful?"
"Shit. chilling in the crib. wyd?"
"Just finishing up some work. about to pick up my takeout order."
"Mmm. what you about to eat?"
"Sushi. i'm vegan."
"Oh shit. that's what's up. i kinda figure that though. you was looking at my side ways when i was eating my steak."
We both laughed.
"Nah boo, i don't judge. ya fine ass can eat whatever you want in front of me, as long as i'm in your presence i'm blessed."
Damn. I need to leave these smooth ass niggas alone😂
"But yeah, let me call you back babe i'm about to hop in the shower."
"Okay cool."
45 minutes later mont calls me.
"Yoo why the fuck chink just call me snapping?"
"About what?"
"She seen the video."
Good.
"Oh good."
"You crazy ashit. what you doing?"
"Nothing laying in the bed in a towel still."
"I miss you."
Bruh.
"Stop lying."
"Deadass. i really fuck with you."
"Yeah cause my pussy is good."
"I mean don't get me wrong it's amazing. but i do with you. You cool as hell."
"Well...thank you."
"Ima call you after i finish playing ball."
"Okay. be safe."
After i got off the phone with Mont, i put some pajamas on and started watching some shit on tv. I eventually went to sleep...
I woke up about 4 hours later horny as hell.
I invited mont back over, and we fucked some more. I can't lie his dick was so good.
Fucking him felt so wrong still but i really didn't give a damn.
"You wanna stay the night?"
"Can i, foreal?"
"Yeah..you can if you want."
"Aw shit. Let me find out you feeling the kid."
"Boy bye."
We both laughed.
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