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fuckin’ her pussy. She palms my head, then grinds her hips into my mouth. “I’m cumming…aaaaaah…I’m cuuuuuumming…”She squirts her nut into my mouth and I swallow her sweet sauce, lickin’ all around her clit ’n shit, while rollin’ the condom on. I pull her legs up over my head, then slid my dick in. “Aaaaaaaaaah…oh, yessssss…whatever you do, don’t ever stop fucking me…” She holds onto me, clutchin’ my dick wit’ her snapper.
    I don’t bust this nut ’til she cums again. And when she finishes, I pull out, snatch off the condom and pump this dick. I watch my nut shoot all over her stomach, her titties and up under her chin. Then I flop over on the bed exhausted as fuck.
    Thirty minutes later, she’s steppin’ outta the shower wit’ a white towel wrapped ’round her body. I’m lyin’ ’cross the bed, watchin’ her as she drops the towel, then starts oilin’ her body up. Admirin’ her toned body, I feel my dick startin’ to get hard again, but I try to will the shit still. Unfortunately, it has a mind of its own, so I let the shit swell up. She slips back on her pink g-string, then pulls her Juicy Couture jeans up over her curves. Them muthafuckas wrap around her plump ass like a glove.
Damn, I wanna fuck this ho in that big ass,
I think, puttin’ my hand up to my nose and smellin’ her ass scent on my fingertips.
    â€œAye, yo,” I say, gettin’ up and walkin’ over to her. I pull her into me, and start kissin’ her. “I really ’preciate you wantin’ to be here for me.” She looks up at me, stares me in the eyes.
    â€œAlex, I told you. I got you. Whatever you need, I got you, baby.”
    I bite down on my bottom lip. “My moms’ real sick, babe. And I’m stressed the hell out, for real for real. I don’t know if she’s gonna make it. And I need to get out there to see her. But money’s real tight for me, you feel me?”
    â€œWow,” she says, runnin’ her hand through her hair, “sorry to hear that.” She looks at me, like she done figured some shit out. “Wait a minute. I thought your mom lived in Jersey.”
    â€œYeah, my biological mom does, but she didn’t raise me. My grandmother did, so she’s who I consider my moms, feel me?”
    She nods. “Yeah, I feel you. So, where is she?”
    â€œAtlanta,” I tell her.
    â€œIs she in the hospital, or something?”
    I slowly nod. “Yeah, she’s in ICU.” I pause for a minute, then hit her wit’, “In a coma.”
    She gasps, holdin’ her hand up to her mouth. “OhmyGod, Alex, why didn’t you tell me this earlier. I’m so sorry, baby.”
    â€œI ’preciate that,” I say, reachin’ for her hand. I take it in my mind, then kiss it. “My head’s been all fucked up over it. I need to get out there, but my paper ain’t right. And I can’t ask my pops to spot me ’cause he’s already carrin’ my black ass, feel me? And my moms is caught up in her own world.”
    â€œDon’t stress ya’self, baby. I got you. How much you need?”
    I look her in the eyes. “Just a little sumthin’ to get a plane ticket and have a few dollas in my pocket.”
    â€œDone. When you tryna go?”
    â€œASAP,” I tell her. She thinks for a moment, walkin’ over to my leather chair in the corner, then rummagin’ through her Louis knapsack. I can see her calculatin’ in her head. I sit on the edge of the bed, watchin’ her. As she turns, I quickly hold my head in my hands, then slowly look up at her, sighin’. “Umm, you know what. Don’t sweat it, baby. I don’t wanna put a strain on ya pockets. I’ma see if I can get it from one of my niggas, but I hate fuckin’ wit’ them cats like